Life is filled with quiet surprises. One such delight can be found in an autumn weekend on Mackinac Island, that charming retreat from modern living nestled in the sparkling waters between Lakes Michigan and Huron. The only way to reach Mackinac Island is aboard ferry, and once you've arrived, the only modes of transport are walking, bicycles, and romantic horse-drawn carriages. No automobiles or motorcycles disturb the enchanting timelessness. In autumn, crisp beds of red geraniums highlight the lush greenery, while the heady aroma of chocolate fudge blankets the island. The array of charming Victorian homes and hotels, crowned by the magnificent Grand Hotel transports us into centuries past. The nostalgic mood is further underscored by musket fire echoing from the restored Ft. Mackinac. In Autumn on Mackinac Island, carriages clatter down the enchanting lane. Nan's Fudge Shop (a tribute to my wife's famous fudge recipe) invites us to sample the island's chief product, while the Grand Hotel peeks proudly from behind the autumn foliage of the trees at the left of the lane. The steeple of the famous Little Stone Church rises above the trees at the right of the composition and geraniums festoon the town with patches of red. Now, with Autumn on Mackinac Island, you can enjoy the season of plenty in this charming, nostalgic haven all year 'round.

- Thomas Kinkade