Running a trapline~

elijah fox 1

Elijah has been learning how to run a trapline this year. He trapped and killed his first fox yesterday, after a not so great day on the water, this was rewarding!! I can’t think of a better way for a little boy to spend his childhood years, than being outside and learning how people survived many years ago. Trappers survived by running lines for beaver, fox, coyote, mink, rabbit, etc.  They would check lines every day and unlike today where you can drive site to site, back then they had to traverse by horseback.  Just checking a line could take 2 days.

I think it is really important for my children to know, life is a lot of work!  You don’t just get everything handed to you, you must work for it.  When you can introduce them to the pioneer type living and shed light on how others lived back then, they begin to appreciate how we live in modern america today.  So easy, we are spoiled by technology! Just the simple act of flipping a light switch, instead of going through the strides to light a oil lamp when arriving home….  We take so much for GRANTED……

I realize this isn’t everybody’s thing, but if you like to deer hunt, thats a good start.  Why not expand your love of the outdoors and nature and try running a trapline to see if you enjoy it? Always helps if you have a good relationship with a fur buyer. There are not many local to us anymore, makes it more difficult to get a buyer.  This is not for the “Lazy” or busy individual. You have to check your lines EVERY day, no exceptions. Although this is a seasonal activity, it is also a dying trade. Do your part to keep our ancestors way of living alive!  If you’re afraid of hard work, don’t even attempt this, this is not for the weak at heart either. It takes dedication, persistence, and Integrity! You need to make sure you do it correctly, we need it to be as humane as possible!

I recommend you do research locally where you live, to see what you are allowed to harvest and when.  Also read up on the “methods” allowed in your area, because they do differ.  Make it a family tradition, with your spouse, son or daughter. Then get out there and run a line…

{I hope he has the opportunity to trap a beaver this winter, now that’s a real treat. My favorite pair of slippers are made from a beaver pelt, an old friend and I trapped several years ago. }


#hunting #kidshunting #northernmichigan #trapping #pioneerdays #nature #harvest #fox


Holding Hands…..*…….

grace and elijah

The Love / Hate relationship of siblings….

“I love you Elijah, I will always keep you safe” ~ Gracie Mae

“Holding hands”


#siblings #holdinghands #love #photography #motherslove #falltime #river #leaves

A Mother’s Love~


Becoming a mother is a choice, some women make the decision early in life that they do not want to have children.  That’s fine it is a choice. For me I could not even imagine not being a mother.  From the time I was 11 or 12, I dreamt of having my own children, lots of them!   I do think it stems from losing my mother at a very young age.  I wanted the ability to provide for my children what I was lacking growing up by not having my mom around.  The lord graced me with my first son at the age of 19, sure I was young but Nicks birth literally saved my life.  I was on the wrong road in life, full of bad decisions. I had been in and out of Jail a few times.  I had been a runaway, school drop out, messed up in drugs and the wrong relationships with men.

Over the course of the next 17 years I had live births to 3 more beautiful little souls. Natosha, Gracie and Elijah John! I love each and every one of them in a very different way.  Today I want to talk about Elijah. He is my miracle boy. He is the youngest and my only blue eyed towhead! Just him being here today is a blessing, had I listened to the Dr. back on that cold January day in 2008 and went home as he instructed me, Elijah would have died in my womb.  Your mother has probably taught you about that “Gut-Feeling” growing up.  ALWAYS pay attention to that sense, it’s true.  I call it the holy Spirit presence.

I was very adamant with the Dr. telling him there was something wrong and I refused to leave, until they gave me an ultrasound to check on my son.  Last I remembered he became frustrated with me, telling me. ” Every women at 9 months feels what you are feeling, you are fine” I mean he’s the Doctor, he knows every patient follows the same map in pregnancy, right? Wrong!   After he made those comments I requested another obstetrician see me. I wanted nothing more to do with this arrogant man!

After 30 minutes had passed, she swung the door open and sat down next to me. She held my hand and was really listening to me. “Belinda, you feel something is wrong with the baby?” Yes, and I would like an ultra sound to be sure, can you make that happen? please.” Tears streamed down my face as she responded “Yes, I will get it ordered right away.”

In the following hour, through testing and ultrasound, it was discovered that my baby had very little amniotic fluid left. (I had been leaking for some time and never noticed) He would have suffocated, and been stillborn had I not demanded to go against the grain of the health care provider in charge of my care!  I was immediately wheeled off for an emergency C-section, and Elijah John was born into my life….   God’s grace saved him from an eminent demise. I fully believe in my heart, he has a special purpose here on earth.  I know he has saved me many times with just a simple smile,  a silly little boy joke or just holding my hand and walking with me.

I wonder sometimes, if it had been my first pregnancy and I didn’t know any better, what would have happened in that circumstance had I left and went home……  Always listen to that gut-feeling. Dont assume that every Dr. knows best in every situation, second-guessing could save a life.  Thank you Jesus, for all my beautiful children !!!!

Belinda Ann *

Proud mother of 4…..

(Unedited short kitchen table write)

#motherslove #momsknowbest #mother #son #holyspiritpresence #thankful #christianlife #believer #thankyoujesus #pregnancy #gutfeeling #unconditionallove



Bass Boy ~ Elijah John

I was raised by a single father whom adores the outdoors on the edge of any body of water…  I have instilled the love of fishing to all four of my children.  Each of them held their first Mickey mouse spinning reel on their 2nd Christmas.  Elijah though, this lil guy is somehow very special. He has the natural instinct to haul in fish after fish no matter where we are, what time of day, what bait he selects, the kid just rocks them bass!

He lives, breathes, dreams of fishing and being on the Pro circuit someday.  We have done a lot of research with the help of my friend Jason and I am very excited about the 2018 Season…  Elijah and I will be fishing tourneys in Northern Michigan!!!  Surely we will be the only Mother, Son team! A 10yr angler don’t seem like a threat to the adult male teams, but……..  Kids got it, I have 110% faith in him and his dream to succeed!

So excited for the coming year, he has taught me so much this summer… YES he has taught his 46 yr old mama some great tricks and fed my bass knowledge pool to the brim! Love this lil guy with all my heart!!!!!

Tightlines & Sunshine ~

#bassfishing #kidsfishing #elijahjohn #fishing #motherslove


No fear, all Faith.

If we feared nothing in life,  how would we feel alive?

I’m not sure how we survived Gracie’s vigorous golf cart driving skills..  but we did!  Made it to the 1933 beautifully restored fire tower.  110′ into the atmosphere we climbed,  clinging to the iron every step!  Elijah’s carefree steps lead us 3/4 of the way,  he’s a fearless lil spirited boy!!  Upon reaching the final platform he loudly proclaimed (with arms wide open) “Ma I feel like a bird,  free to fly away. ” It was a precious mama moment.

However Gracie’s reaction was polar opposite..  Although she was geared up in her hightop Nike’s so she could “Just Do It” I sensed the tension in her every white knuckled step.  The sweat beaded her brow,  she stopped several times,  breathing heavy on the edge of anxiety’s crutch.  Yet she pushed on flight after flight leading me..  I pondered whether she would actually get to the final platform.  I found my self a little excessive in asking if she was ok,  did she wanna keep going?  Each time the reverent response was “Yes,  ma give me a minute. ” ugh!

When her final step connected her to a view of insufficient glory,  she shrugged her shoulders,  took a depth breath and threatened to puke…  As she clung to that gray iron,  in sheer fear,  the wind began to blow,  a raven cut the sky above us,  chattering…  Grace let go of that iron and pointed off to a distant standing red barn..  Look mama its so beautiful!!

Another mama moment somehow squeezed into a crevis of my heart.  So glad I was able to help her face her fear of heights!!!  What an amazing moment for the three of us.

August 2016

#nofear #allfaith

Unplug Challenge :)

The love of my life… Nothing better than being a mother and being able to spend time in the great outdoors with your children.  When we can peel away the NOW of electronics, essentially completely unplug from the buzzin intensity of “Online” Social medias. Beautiful things happen!!  My son Elijah as you can see in the pic, has a great affection for horses, and I have a greater affection in my heart to just watch him with the majestic animals.  There is a flow of energy there between them, that no word could touch.  Its a spirit ebb of calming energy.  We call it Horse therapy!  It is not only a scientific proven fact that all animals relieve stress, just simply by one touch.  I am a  first hand believer as I have seen it with and through my son.   Horses for him are like the waters of the Manistee River to me, heals all, complete bliss to be in Gods country and just take a depth breath, exhale!

Then we have gracious Gracie Mae, the light of my camp fire mornings!  Such a joy and feel so blessed to live in beautiful Northern Michigan.  So many year around out door activities you can share. Its rumored to be called “Childhood memories in the making.”  Come on we all remember the wonderful times we had before: walkmans, record players, and Nintendo.   Ahhh a time when life was really grand and families were in a constant bonding, not glued to our iphones!!  I would encourage you to just take 2 weekends out of the coming season and take the “Unplugged” challenge!  Go buy your self a tent a few chairs, smore making goodies and go plop yourself on the bank of a river and camp your little hearts out!   *Dragging the  family  (if need be)  TRUST ME, it will be a grand time!  Catch fire flies, lay out under the stars, bring your guitar and play folk songs around the ring of fire…   Roast hot dogs, enjoy gooey smores!! YUM! Do a scavenger hunt, go on a nature walk and collect goodies.

Your kids will, above all  appreciate the time and devotion you have shown them while being “Unplugged”   So shut off the cell phone, leave the laptop at the office and go *Explore* to your hearts content. Bring it on Summer 2016 !!!