Yesterday, we had no long-distance telephone or internet service on Beaver Island. It lasted, until after eight o’clock last night.
It gave me a feeling of disconnection: I am accustomed to being able to check frequently on the antics going on in Washington D.C. and around the country. I finally thought to turn on the radio, just to make sure the world was still out there, beyond our Lake Michigan shoreline.
It also freed up an amazing amount of time. I left work after freight was put away, to take advantage of the sunshine. After my aching back caused me to retreat from the garden, I spent a few hours in the studio. These little collages are coming along nicely, I think.