I'm Walt. And I'm Marie Elena.
This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;
"the best friends we've never met."
All "Across the Lake. Eerily."

Friday, July 9, 2010


A lifetime ago
When my kids were kids
Summer meant Erie

“Overnights” with cousins
Hours fishing on the dock
Sipping trumpet vine

Boating with Grandpop
Awaiting words, “Want to steer?”
Bracing for waves

Haunted Erie Lighthouse
Spotting Turtle Island once more
Wading Toledo Beach

Faygo quenches thirst
Seagulls play Follow-the-Leader
Sleepyheads nap reluctantly

Lakeside fire pit
Outside in pajamas, laughter abounds
Sticky blackened marshmallows

Rainy-day fun
Kitchen-table Euchre with Grandma
Blanket tent cities

The music room
Grandpop’s headphones gobbling their heads
Jazz on vinyl

Time with Grandpop
Stretched out on the floor
Catching “Tarzan” reruns

Fond memories abound
Summer days on Morin Point
With devoted Grandparents

Marie Elena


  1. Hey Lady! That is an incredible piece. I'm right there every step of the way. Reminds a lot of this end of Erie. I'll find my response and balance the lake.

  2. Marie Elena, what a great capture of the memories children take with them.
    For us, it was Wasaga Beach just on the shores of Lake Huron and Georgian Bay.
    This is a treasure!

  3. Thanks to both of you for the sweet comments! Funny now all three of us intimately know shores of a "great lake." Cool!