Put on the spot, I couldn’t for the life of me tell you what I blog about…except to say, whatever takes my fancy. I expound on what life throws me, what hairpin curves I finesse and what nosedives my plans take.
It is a tale of victories and sorrows, wrapped in a suburban bow.
There might be cupcakes or dragons on any given day. And some days, both.
Which rhymes with EE-thor or Eye-thor, depending on my mood.
Some days it rains.
Other days, I’m out in the garden and can’t be bothered to show up.
Generally, silliness rules.
Thumb Wind started as a result of the start of wind energy development in the Thumb region. Wind farm developers were signing up and locking in lease rights to just about every square inch of Michigan’s Upper Thumb and we were concerned. We feared we would see looming 20 story wind turbines everywhere including offshore. Many of my initial posts were stories about wind development. The most popular area is our wind farm map which provides detailed information on every wind farm project in Michigan.
However, I was encouraged to expand the scope of Thumbwind and soon I was covering other local events and capturing unique places, sites and things to do in Michigan’s Upper Thumb. Readers responded positively to posts about the Cheeseburger Festival in Caseville and padding to Turnip Rock so I kept going. Today there are over 300 posts dealing with topics like art galleries near Port Austin to the wild and crazy history of the Michigan Upper Thumb region. One topic in particular, the Ora Labora colony that existed from 1862-1867 received so much attention that I created a site dedicated to its study with ora-labora.org.
I hope to expand coverage in the future to include all of Michigan’s Saginaw Bay. I’ve been looking for contributors to expand our cope to include such great towns as Tawas and Au Gres.
I never intended to write a book, or blog. I wrote a book, and now, I blog, in order to sell the book, so said my publisher. I wrote the book because mine is a skeptical family, who will scorn me out if proven to have offered an uninformed conclusion. If I don’t sell a book, I feel anyway, that I met my mission.
My mission seemed simple; to find my grandfather’s birth document and identify his mother’s heritage from mid-19th century Scotland, and then to inform my family. First half done; second, to roll out this week. The effort, though, revealed that his birth was illegitimate, and he was adopted outside his biological family. Same for his non-related cousin. Such posed huge problems for moving forward. I was able to propose eight parents to cover the two adoptees. However, typical of their time, there existed no documents of adoption, and story-telling had to substitute for DNA certainty, over parent selection.
How to present the tons of “proof” data, from a five year research effort? Write, cite and caveat. Then to throw it up to the cloud so my worldwide family could capture, and others could cannibalize? Or, copyright. So now, the researcher who is not a writer, is stuck with a book and a blog. OK, I admit, it is fun.