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A backyard which was "very nearly its frontyard" (Hemingway's home)... it reminded me of how much care and attention you give to your backyard, Sam. Fascinating poem as well!

posted by hardilaziz on October 16, 2009 at 6:43 PM | link to this | reply

Sam, this side of you is fascinating, tell us more! - Ash

posted by ash_pradhan on October 16, 2009 at 5:06 PM | link to this | reply

Yes, it's very interesting living across where Hemingway lived,

I've also been wanting to read his writings for some time now, but I dunno why I still didn't get hold on any of his works 

posted by Aspire2Inspire on October 16, 2009 at 9:37 AM | link to this | reply

Lovely poem and interesting background, Shelly!

posted by snowview on October 16, 2009 at 9:02 AM | link to this | reply

I love it! It's an awesome poem with wonderful memories that can haunt just as the Hemingway's haunted that beautiful area. That's a gorgeous lakeside town. Your career in education was full and your contributions rewarding and fine.

posted by yellowrose55 on October 16, 2009 at 7:25 AM | link to this | reply

Brilliantly written

oh greatly achieved one   No wonder your poetry is so clever,  you have spent your life to date involved in highly intelligent pursuits...

posted by lionreign on October 16, 2009 at 7:15 AM | link to this | reply

Wow MEDEAR! I had no idea how much you did for the education! I wish you still had that school: I would gladly go to work for (with?) you! As for the lake, I didn't even know there was one call Charlevoix, as the beautiful region East of Québec city! You never cease to amaze me!

posted by auslander on October 16, 2009 at 4:14 AM | link to this | reply

Indeed the zephyrs of a time long forgotten brings back memories flooding through our minds, alongwith it brings also the smells, the warmth of the winds et al; it is like reliving, so to say. Enjoyed Ernest Hemingway's old place where he used to frequent and wrote many of his stories. This was excellent work, ma'am sam.

posted by abanerjee on October 15, 2009 at 8:41 PM | link to this | reply

Cool poetry and memories of much interest Shelly. Thanks for sharing them with us.

posted by merkie on October 15, 2009 at 8:03 PM | link to this | reply

Shelly

Great poem, and fascinating memories!

posted by Nautikos on October 15, 2009 at 7:43 PM | link to this | reply

Sounds like a very pretty place. Fantastic write as usual Sam, I especially like the ending line. Blessed Be.

posted by Nileangel on October 15, 2009 at 7:42 PM | link to this | reply

darnit, I meant Cheboygan.  Sheboygan is somewhere else.

posted by myrrhage_ on October 15, 2009 at 7:36 PM | link to this | reply

Wow, what a tiny world we live on.  I used to live in a little town called Glennie, over by Oscoda.  We traveled to Traverse City and Sheboygan on several occasions.  I was pretty young, so I don't remember much of what we did, but I remember the beautiful scenery well.

Those schools of yours are wonderful accomplishments!  Thank you for taking me back to fond memories.

posted by myrrhage_ on October 15, 2009 at 7:35 PM | link to this | reply