|View from Atwood's Cabin|
Yesterday I took my first trip "Up North". When I moved here eight years ago I kept hearing people talk about going up North.
I thought when I moved to Commerce that I was about as far north as I could get. Any farther north and I assumed that I would be helping Santa make toys.
What I didn't know was before you get to the North Pole there is a part of Michigan that I had yet to experience. To say it was beautiful and breath taking would be an understatement. The drive , the view and the experience made me want to sign up to do one of those Pure Michigan commercials.
For a Southern girl like me to admit there is a place called "Up North" that I have fallen in love with feels just a tad bit like a betrayal. No offense Land of Cotton but if I am not in love I am at the very least smitten.
The quaint little stores full of all kinds of things I simply couldn't live without were the icing on the cake. Any time I can admire nature and couple it with shopping I consider it a step toward making me a well rounded woman of the world.
So there. I have admitted that the north isn't as bad as all my relatives south of the Mason Dixon line have made it out to be.
This pure southerner gives pure Michigan a thumbs up.