Megan + Donovan - An Exquisite Evening Wedding at Historic Bowers Harbor Inn, Mission Table - 9/9/23

In 2016, Megan and Donovan were strangers attending different colleges on opposite sides of Michigan. Summer break brought them both to Clarkston, MI, and the same local country club, where they took seasonal jobs at Oakhurst Country Club. During a staff training, Megan caught her first sight of Donovan, and was smitten. Acting in stark contrast to her usual shy demeanor, Megan approached him and offered to cover his shift. They exchanged numbers, which opened the door for conversation to continue. It wasn’t long before they began spending time together outside of shifts. It was a summer romance that swept them both up in its warm embrace.

Life would take them both in different directions over the four years that followed. Both of them continued to date other people, but every relationship lacked that perfect connection they had felt with each other. One night, Megan recalls scrolling Hinge to give the dating app one last shot. Donovan’s name popped up.
”He had been on my mind a lot lately, so I took it as a sign”, she remembers. Two minutes after her right swipe, both of them sent the same message at the same instant - “I still love you”. The very next night, Donovan made a dinner of “Marry Me Chicken” for the girl who almost got away. He texted his mom to let her know that Megan was coming over, and that his plan was to propose in just 6 month’s time.

July 4th rolled around - the same date on which they shared their first kiss four years earlier. In their back yard with their pup Stella happily observing, Donovan made good on his plan and put a ring on Megan’s finger.

The two lovers chose to celebrate their wedding with a small group of their closest friends and family, at Traverse City’s Historic Bowers Harbor Inn. The ceremony took place on the property’s rolling great lawn, overlooking the calm waters of Grand Traverse Bay. The celebrations continued into the evening with a merry candlelight dinner in the Inn’s front room.


Brittany + Donald - A Beautiful Beach Wedding at Grand Traverse Resort & Spa, 6/18/23

On a warm summer evening in 2019, Brittany and Donald were introduced by mutual friends over what seemed to be a casual dinner like any other.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, this meeting was far from coincidental. Having discussed their plans at length, these mutual friends had decided that the two would be a perfect match for each other.

Though native to the state of Michigan, Donald was living in LA at the time, visiting home to be with friends and family. As dinner came to a close that night, he mused out loud what a shame it was that Brittany didn’t live in LA. The two had quickly hit it off, with Brittany enjoying Donald’s easy personality and lively conversation. The two exchanged socials and contact info before parting ways that evening, resigned that the 2,000 miles between them meant they might not meet again.

Fast forward to November. The two had lost touch since their meeting. Donald was tagged in a post on Facebook that Brittany commented on, which prompted Donald to send her a text. They continued talking after that, deciding to meet up over the holidays the next month. Sparks flew. Brittany made the trek to LA from Michigan to visit Donald in January, and they took turns visiting one another each few weeks during the next couple of months. March of 2020, during the last half of a visit to LA to meet Donald’s family, the rise in Covid cases was causing widespread alarm, and lockdowns began. Rather than be separated, Donald and Brittany decided to “flatten the curve” together in Michigan for the next two weeks. Two weeks turned into several months, and the two lived together in Brittany’s Michigan bungalow until June. At that time, Brittany downsized her possessions to 2 suitcases worth of things, and relocated to LA with Donald. After three years together, Donald proposed. 6 months into their engagement, they both decided to bypass the big wedding in favor of an intimate beach celebration. In just 30 days, they planned and coordinated the whole celebration exactly as they had hoped.

With Northern Michigan holding a special place in both their hearts, it was their first choice for location. They found their perfect venue at Grand Traverse Resort’s Beach Club. With a picturesque views of East Grand Traverse Bay, Brittany and Donald exchanged vows under the summer sky on June 18th, 2023.

Middle Earth Meets Northern Michigan

“He told them tales of bees and flowers, the ways of trees, and the strange creatures of the Forest, about the evil things and the good things, things friendly and things unfriendly, cruel things and kind things, and secrets hidden under brambles.”

— J. R. R. Tolkien

When West-Coast lifer Mecauley contacted my earlier this year, she spoke of her fascination with forests and their mythical nature, which resonated deeply with me. She explained that she and her fiancé Josh were planning a visit to Michigan from California during autumn. Then she told me something that had me simultaneously shocked and heartbroken: "Living in California my whole life, I've never NOT been in a drought or fire. I’ve never even seen a forest."

Once I had taken a moment to process the foreign concept of living without the woods being a central point of restoration, renewal, and inspiration in everyday life, I realized the incredible opportunity before me; I was about to become a guide into a whole new mythical world for this couple. Over the next few months, Mecauley and I spoke often about her excitement for this revelatory adventure. She gave me complete freedom with her vision, and I knew just the place - Legendary Empire Bluff Trail. This entire week has been marked by gale force winds, hail, and torrential rain, in typical Northern Michigan fashion. Not to be dissuaded, we seized on an opportunity between storms to embark on our epic adventure. And, well....photographs speak volumes more than I could tell you about how magical this adventure was.


A Summer Night on the Farm with the Bakker Family

“Oh to be a child again.

Covered in grass stains and grazes,

hair unbrushed with daisies in the knots, no concept of my own physicality,

half way up a tree and eating an apple around my missing tooth.

To be unabashedly messy,

to be unashamedly hungry,

to be healthy and hearty and lean

and covered in bruises and full of love and sun warmed strawberries.

To feel time stretch forever,

only flying when I fall into books.

To love summer once more,

and her insects and sweat.”

Wisdom in Portraits: Glenn Meteer

"Hiya, red!" Glenn Meteer greets me with the confidence and gusto of a man in his twenties, despite his impressive 96 years. It's a bright but chilly January day, and he is perched by the window at a high top table at a rustic little café in Maple City, a favorite hangout of his. He's just finished his morning errands with his daughter, Jo, and they're sharing an early lunch that I've been kindly invited to join. He has a wry twinkle in his eye as I approach, and I can already tell that I'm in for a fair bit of good-natured ribbing today. I offer my hand to shake his, and then join him and Jo at the table. "A naked Philly!" He exclaims to Jo. It takes me a moment to realize that he's talking about his lunch order. "With extra onions!" Jo nods with a smile, "I know, your usual. I'll be sure to remind them about the onions."

Glenn is a father of 5, grandfather to 12, and great-grandfather to 15. He is a life-long farmer and the proprietor of a sawmill here in Maple City, which he built on his property over a decade ago and continues to run. He has spent his whole life in this rural area of Northern Michigan, and has seen the landscape evolve, along with his own family. His proudest life accomplishment? "That beautiful Irish girl I married", he beams, without hesitation. He's bursting to tell the story, and it starts pouring out of him without prompting. In the 40s, there were dances on Saturday nights at the Thompsonville Town Hall. It was one of these summer nights that he first laid eyes on the love of his life, Shirley. "It was square dance night", he recalls. "I was in the front of the line. The first two partners I had, they didn't swing so good. But when I got to Shirley, well! That girl could dance!" At this, Jo nods with an approving smile. "To watch the two of them dance....was like watching two people floating." she says. Glenn continues. "So another boy tried to cut in. He says, 'hey, she's my partner!' And I says, 'she was your partner.'" And that was how the two became inseparable. "When we were out there dancin', it was like she was the only other person in my world. We wore holes in the soles of so many shoes, I couldn't even tell ya." I ask Glenn how he got that girl to fall for him. "Dancing. Not drinkin'." He said simply. Shirley had a lifelong distaste for drinking because of her own father, and wanted no part of it in her life.

The two lovebirds married in May of 1951 and spent a good, full lifetime by each other's side. Dancing together was central to their lives for most of that time, as long as Shirley was physically able. She passed away in 2014, only a few days before their 63rd anniversary.

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After our lunch at the café, I follow Glenn and Jo up the road to the Meteer farm. I get the grand tour of the barns and workshops and sawmill where he has spent his nearly century-long lifetime. He points out an old wood farmhouse on the property, overgrown with vines and bushes. It's the farmhouse he was born in back in March 1925. The house hasn't been inhabited for several decades, but it stands there still, untouched, a testament to the many generations of his family who have lived on this same land.

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Though he may have lost his beloved dancing partner, Glenn shows no signs of slowing his pace. With 15 great grand kids to entertain, there is never a dull moment. And while his feet don't move quite as fast these days, there's still plenty to keep that quick wit and those weathered hands busy until he and Shirley are reunited.

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