We woke up to a beautiful April dusting of snow in Michigan. As someone who lived in Las Vegas OF COURSE I thought the snow was magical. These Michigan residents were not as amused or in awe as I was. I was pretty amused watching a chunky male robin eating some berries wondering WTF the snow is all about from my sister-in-law’s (Carol’s) front window.
Paul and I cleared the snow and ice from the car. I am beginning to “get it” – why these mitten people are “over the snow.” After that, we set out to discover Fennville.
Even though we discovered white out snow conditions in Fennville, it didn’t stop us from adventuring to that piece of land to plot and plan. We got there and it was magical with snow on it. We spent some time deciding where the house would be and decided to call a nearby excavator to get the scoop on the septic (which sellers were failing to give us) and an idea about the water table.
We drove around to explore Fennville, MI. It is gorgeous farm country filled with streams, rolling hills, trees, pastures and crop fields. There were plenty of u-pick fruit and vegetable choices. We were growing very excited about the area and our future seeds we would sow on this lot with our owner build.
I had never been to South Haven (a Lake Michigan beach town) so Paul drove me there for lunch in a quaint Italian restaurant in downtown South Haven. It was 10 minutes away from our future home.
I am in love with the area!