It’s south Georgia. It’s January. That usually means we might have a couple of days when the temps dip into the 20’s for lows and hover in the mid-30’s for highs. Two or three days of that, and then we are back in the 60’s, sitting on our decks with our faces turned up toward the sun, getting a little “color” on our cheeks (your deck needs protection from the wind if you’re going to do that, but you get the idea).
For the last 10 days, however, our lows have been in the 20’s, once even dipping into the teens. And our highs have barely been out of the 30’s. Ten days! Where am I?!
My friend Samille posted these pictures today on Facebook. She and Ralph live on a little slough across the lake, where the water is relatively shallow. ICE is forming on top of the water under and around their dock! That is just weird, folks. Much more of this, and we will have to cut a hole and go ice fishing!
Speaking of cold, ever since Jill and a few other island friends went to Mackinac for the Christmas Bazaar, I have been longing to see the island’s winter wonderland in person. The pictures they sent back were beautiful beyond words, and I was so sad I didn’t go to see and photograph it myself.
Then I thought about Winter Festival, which is held in February by the Mackinac Island Recreation Department. This is a two-day event and includes snow volleyball, frozen fish toss, sledding, hockey golf and a great bonfire with hot dogs, marshmallows and hot chocolate at Turtle Park. There is a brunch at the school on the second day with lots of inside activities, including the judging of the 2012 “Seasons of Mackinac” calendar photo contest. But mostly what it has is snow – lots of it – and even though it snowed in Arkansas over New Year’s, I am still yearning to see it on my beloved Mackinac.
I mentioned it to Dawn, a friend of mine from the river, who with her husband Stevie had visited us on the island this summer. Dawn HATES cold weather. When she walks in our house, or her mother-in-law’s (Marianne) house in the winter, she grabs the closest throw off a couch and wraps up in it. But when I mentioned to Dawn that I was thinking about going to the island for the festival and said, “You want to go?”, she grinned really big and said, “Let’s do it!” Then we laughed out loud and screamed, “Are we CRAZY?!” Yes, we are!
On Monday we plan to spend the day in Macon shopping for REAL winter weather outerware and gear. More on that and our other preparations (including Jill and a wonderful family named Forrester) tomorrow. Right now, I think I’ll just go throw another log on the fire in the sun porch stove and toast my feet. ‘Cause baby, it’s cold outside!