Time-traveler Sophia, Princess Palatine, left her home in 17th century Netherlands to visit one of my favorite parks in 21st century suburban Detroit as part of the Institute of Arts’ novel advertising campaign. She seems to be enjoying the floral bloom of spring.
You must know that there is nothing higher, or stronger, or sounder, or more useful afterwards in life, than some good memory, especially a memory from childhood.”
The northern Michigan woods speak to me across the years of boyhood vacations with my grandparents, and the warmth and affection they gave me as their special gifts. A lake appearing from behind the veil of pines can touch those mystic chords and the memories return like a long lost friend.
The Tacquamenon River in Michigan’s upper peninsula snakes a twisted course through the wilderness, and along the way crashes over waterfalls where the river channel has cut through rocks from the basement of time.