Jacquelyn's Space

It is Somewhere in Time Weekend at the Grand Hotel. The movie “Somewhere in Time” was shot on Mackinac Island, mostly at the Grand, so fans of the movie get together and dress as if they are back in 1912.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081534/

I am a closet fan of the movie– mainly because it was shot on Mackinac though when I was young I had a crush on Christopher Reeve. I think Jane Seymour is beautiful too. The movie itself is quite cheezy though I ate it up when I first saw it…okay the first few times I saw it. I have always been intrigued by time travel. Then there is my passion for all things Mackinac. The movie fed my passion when I was a kid and I couldn’t get to the Island as often as I go now.

Every year when Somewhere in Time Weekend at the Grand comes around I really want to be there yet I feel it is kind of silly. But so what! I am adding ‘Participate in Somewhere in Time Weekend at the Grand Hotel’ to my bucket list. I want to do the whole dress up thing too. That is going to cost a pretty penny. I definitely want to lose weight before go so I can get some really pretty outfits– not anything matronly. Then there is getting my husband on board with the whole idea, haha. He says no way (the hater) but I think I can convince him eventually. If not then I will just take a friend with me.

Favorite scene from the movie:

OMG that always makes me cry! I am silly…but the Island is so beautiful.

Here is a cool website of period clothing:

http://www.recollections.biz/

When the time is right I am going to be ordering my outfit(s), ha. Maybe I’ll even make it next year!

It is so beautiful out tonight. I want to go sit outside but the wind is getting cool now. I did stand out there for a bit, admiring the stars and the three quarter moon  as I listened to the spooky wind blow through the trees and cornfield. It sounded like waves.

I was reminded of a night almost two months ago when I was on Mackinac Island. The moon was full then, or waning just a day shy of the blue moon. The night was gorgeous but cool. My husband and I walked from our inn on Bogan Lane out past Mission Point to the lonely part of the island. The rising moon made a silver path on the water and there was a breeze strong enough to make the waves of Lake Huron beat a steady, rhythmic presence on the shore.

We walked along the pebble pathway close to the shoreline, past people playing neon golf and partying at the resort. The buoy clanged in the Straits as it usually does. I caught a glimpse of it in the silver moonlight as we walked along; I thought about ghost-y things. I tried to capture the moon, the night, the water, with my camera but I wasn’t all that successful.

We stopped and sat on a bench close to the shore where the pathway joins the road, just past the water treatment plant and Small Point Bed and Breakfast. There I was able to drink in the night to its fullest. To my left, looming above Small Point, was a large cliff  — Robinson’s Folly–  illuminated by moonlight, the limestone glowed so bright it seemed to have a silvery blue aura shining back at the stars and the inky night sky. In front of me Lake Huron, in shades of deep blue, silver and white, washed back and forth over the rocky shoreline. The stars winked far above and to the water’s edge–as far as I could see. Other than the rhythm of the waves, the slight rustlings of the breeze across the leaves, and night-birds, that part of the Island was quiet. I wanted to sit on that bench and bask in all that beautiful moonlit glory forever.

It was a gorgeous night, a magical night…one I want to remember forever but I can only try in this paltry attempt in words. I was afraid to put it into words before now but I know I need to get it down before I forget some of the details. The night I will never forget.

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Early yesterday morning was quite lovely too. I had to take my husband to work before the sun came up. I was talking about the future as I drove and on the verge of making a wish when I happened to see a falling star. I love it when that happens! I switched up and changed my wish. I hope it comes true. I dropped my husband off and on the drive back I admired the sky. There was something odd about it– a smoky hue. Perhaps it was fog. I thought about my wish…I thought about all my hopes and dreams. I am going to write them down but not here. I just want to remember these moments.