A Tour of Peacock

 
There is a no-longer-a village in Lake Country called Peacock.



It's intriguing just because of the name. But it's mysterious in other ways.

Here's the map. I'm not even going to speculate on whether a drunk or a cow laid out those streets.

Notice Main Street off there out of the main part of town?



Did you like Main St? How about Market St? (yes, I played with this one to get the sign in the picture) Of course Google has it labeled Maple Rd. Just one more bit of evidence as to how useful Google is in the boonies. (And consider whether my job manager mentally pictures streets like this when I'm sent to something like 267 Market St.)



Here's Verberg St. There's not a single commercial building left in town.



The Peacock post office opened in 1897 and closed in 1943- it's been that long since the village was viable. It had a brief flicker of importance as a crossroads of the Chicago and West Michigan RR (which became the more famous Pere Marquette RR). Their N-S and The Michigan East & West lines crossed at Peacock.

There was also a small industry which made Peacock wood stoves, which are small, efficient stoves, still in demand when they can be found.

It was significant enough that the township also bears the name. Apparently, it has nothing to do with an exotic bird. The first postmaster's name was David Peacock.

There may be more about Peacock another day. It's fun to puzzle out the tidbits I know or can find.

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Cool Rain

 
In contrast to yesterday, today a front rolled in. You can see it coming across Lake Michigan. This picture was taken at 1:32 today looking across Ludington.



It continued to gradually darken until the rain hit at 5:40, wetting down the trees in a minute or two. For the contrast, I took a picture of the same trees that are in the picture from Hot Fog, yesterday.



I find one observation very interesting. That view is out my kitchen door. I've probably looked at it at least 10,000 times. But, until the camera saw it yesterday I had never seen the trees line up that way, drawing me into a trail that isn't there (but could be!).

	See Hot Fog
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Hot Fog

 
Best scene of the day! Low mist rising from the wet grass hit in a blast by the rising sun.

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Two Birthday Boys

 
Yesterday, Ivy of Spinning Lovely Days, shared a video of Cameron's first year. He turned one. It's a slide show of memories. You can see that at Cameron's First Birthday, and it makes me think of Steve.

Oddly enough, my Steve's birthday is the 16th. He's a bit more than one, though. Try 38. We tried to call him, but only got his voicemail.

OK, I know they don't really look alike, but here is the pair. Steve left, Cameron right.

	See Meet David for a picture of Steve at age 3
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M-m-m-mint

 
I wanted to make a mint salad dressing a few days ago, and went to hunt down a patch of plants I knew about. I did find it, but then I found a huge patch of peppermint, Mentha piperita, that was much easier to get to, along the riverbank.

It was already in bloom.



However, it was still fine to use the leaves. The flavor might be a little fresher before it blooms, but I picked a handful anyway.



Most of the wild mints have purple clusters of flowers in the stem axils, but peppermint blooms are at the ends of the stems. I just learned that peppermint is actually a hybrid between Watermint and Spearmint.

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