Hi Craig, I like the sound of your Ojibwa goddess, though I have never made her acquaintance. The closest I've come to Lake Michigan is Lake Ontario, when my daughter's former boyfriend, whom we had converted to a sailor, wanted the same boat as our's. After a lot of looking he finally found a sister ship in Rochester, NY - which also was the exact same color as our's was: - red, and the Admirable and I helped him bring the boat from Rochester, via the NY State Barge Canal to the Hudson, and thence down the river to his new home port at Staten Island. While in Lake Ontario, heading for Oswego and the Oswego Canal, your Ojibwa goddess never showed her presence, and even if she had, I would have been at a loss as to the proper protocol to use addressing Ojibwa goddesses in a fresh water lake. What are the proper forms of address? Your Watery Highness? My Klabautermann experiences all had to do with water of the salty kind. But didn't the Ojibwa Indians also like Fire Water? Give it a try. I've tired hats, caps, and a few other odd things as well, - screwdrivers, pliers, shackles, to name just a few - but the sacrifices seemed more harmful to me, than appreciated by the Klabautermann. Connie