On the Border: Ironwood, Michigan.

  These are some photos I took recently in Ironwood, Michigan, located in the Upper Peninsula right on the Wisconsin border. This town’s heyday is obviously long past, but as I walked and drove the streets of Ironwood, I felt that this was a place living right on the cusp–as if it’s either going to collapseContinue reading “On the Border: Ironwood, Michigan.”

Hazelnut?

  The Cameron’s coffee I bought in bulk at Rainbow which was marked “Decaf French Roast” somehow became “Hazelnut Medium Roast” when I ground it and brought it home. Needless to say I’m about to vomit lighting bolts, so maybe just give me some space for tonight.