"Life is filled with quiet surprises. One such delight can be found in an
autumn weekend on Mackinac Island, that charming retreat from modern living
nestled in the sparkling waters between Lakes Michigan and Huron. The only
way to reach Mackinac Island is aboard ferry, and once you've arrived, the
only modes of transport are walking, bicycles, and romantic horse-drawn
carriages. No automobiles or motorcycles disturb the enchanting
timelessness.
In autumn, crisp beds of red geraniums highlight the lush greenery,
while the heady aroma of chocolate fudge blankets the island. The array of
charming Victorian homes and hotels, crowned by the magnificent Grand Hotel
transports us into centuries past. The nostalgic mood is further
underscored by musket fire echoing from the restored Ft. Mackinac.
In Autumn on Mackinac Island, carriages clatter down the enchanting lane
while bicycles weave languidly to and fro. Nan's Fudge Shop (a tribute to
my wife's famous fudge recipe) invites us to sample the island's chief
product, while the Grand Hotel peeks proudly from behind the autumn foliage
of the trees at the left of the lane. The steeple of the famous Little
Stone Church rises above the trees at the right of the composition and
geraniums festoon the town with patches of red.
Now, with Autumn on Mackinac Island, you can enjoy the season of plenty
in this charming, nostalgic haven all year 'round."
