The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs:
Come, my friends,
‘T is not too late to seek a newer world.
–Alfred Tennyson, Ulysses
On the shore of a Northern lake, the lingering dusk is a sheltering cloak, an invitation
Hartwick Pines, Michigan
Getting off the beaten path in Michigan can lead to a window to a world of still waters and silent forests, where tufted clouds coast across a summer sky.
Pigeon River state forest, Michigan
Every path but your own is the path of fate; keep on your own track then.
–Henry David Thoreau
Pigeon River Forest, Michigan
Pigeon River forest, Michigan
A picture taken today from the High Banks of the Au Sable River. A perfect summer day in northern Michigan, with the clouds coasting on a warm breeze.
Au Sable River, Michigan
Then she lets the river answer that you have always been her lover.
Leonard Cohen, Suzanne
Huron National Forest, Michigan