Where were we? Oh yeah, on the hunt for the missing notebook and Surface Pro tablet. The picture (right) was the reason everything went wrong to begin with! You see, right before leaving for the coffee shop in Onekama, I asked Kestrel to take my picture in the field. “It’ll be great for this post I want to write about Michigan,” I said. And that’s when he set his things on the tail end of the Prius and I handed him my phone.
I felt like it was partially my fault. As we were speeding out of Onekama back toward the Provincial, I said so. “I’m sorry. If I hadn’t asked you to take the picture, you never would have put your stuff on my car.”
And that’s when he replied matter-of-factly, “No, it’s not your fault.”
I had to shut up right then knowing that my son of 22 knows more than most people in their 40s and 50s. Never let anyone take credit for what you know is, in the end, your responsibility.
I was proud of him (even though I still felt bad for having distracted him) and so I drove with intent, the two of us silently scanning the road for any sign of his possessions. Along Eight Mile Road, about two miles back, we saw in the intersection of the other lane, something black. “Stop!” he said, and I slowed and pulled over so he could get out. It was his drawing notebook. He hopped back in the car happy that he’d found his notebook. It had fallen off the car about two miles into our trip and I was surprised it made it that far. But there was no sign of the tablet anywhere, so I continued on going faster and faster.
“You don’t have to drive so fast,” he said. “You’re going 70 on this country road.”
“I know. I just thought if I hurried we might find it before someone has a chance to run over it.” I slowed up a bit thinking he was right.
“Never mind,” he said. “Keep going fast.”
We were approaching Chief road and still hadn’t seen the computer anywhere on the side of the road. I was hoping it had slipped off in the driveway as soon as we departed. I turned right, sped the half mile back to the Provincial and pulled into the driveway. I paused and we looked around the road there, then I drove slowly to the guest house where Kestrel jumped out and began walking around in the grass…nothing 😦
I was ready to head back to Onekama and planned to slowly scan the roadway as many times as was needed to find the tablet, but I asked Kes to check in the guest house before we headed back “just in case you actually didn’t have it with you to begin with. That’s when we heard a voice. “Check on the bench inside.”
I recognized it as Richard’s voice. He came through the woods just as Kestrel emerged from the guest house with his tablet in hand. Richard told us that the neighbor found it on the side of the road at the end of the driveway. She brought it over to his studio thinking it might belong to Melanie or Richard. He said, “that’s the neighbor who sees and knows everything around here.” Ah, how fortunate we were for the local busy-body that day.
With Kestrel riding shotgun and a huge smile on his face, we headed back to our original destination a lot more slowly. We had coffee and tea at the Yellow Dog and both worked on our own projects – Kestrel, some character sketches and myself a blog post for the morrow.
Later that afternoon, after Melanie came back from visiting a friend who wasn’t feeling well, we prepared for a dinner picnic at the lake. We packed up our things and Melanie drove to a secluded spot (she knows all the good ones). We carried a picnic basket and chairs up the hill, emerging from the woods right onto one of Michigan’s many dunes that border the lake.
We picked a spot on one of the highest points and spread out a blanket for the evening. What I loved about our entire trip to Michigan’s west coast was the pace of each day. Except for the hurried rush to find the lost items, we spent the entire four days just talking, laughing, enjoying the spring Michigan scenery and simply being.
As the evening came to a close we decided to stay for the sunset and do a few sunset salutations to thank the day for all its generosity. What made this evening special is that the three of us are a group of creatives and that’s what we talked about most, the things we’re excited and passionate about. I think it’s important as a creative person to surround yourself with people who share your passion. It keeps us motivated and inspired to keep working, to keep prioritizing our vision and gifts.
Do you have a place or people who do that with you?