Where Dusk is a Sheltering Cloak

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
to contemplation. 

Hartwick Pines, Michigan

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A World of Still Waters and Silent Forests

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

Subtle Something that Renews the Spirit

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air, that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
–Robert Louis Stevenson

just inland from Lake Huron

Huron National Forest, Michigan

Away, You Rollin’ River

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

As a Stranger, Give It Welcome

The power of the suggestive is much greater than the statement of reality.
C.W. Mundy

 

And so it is that dappled sunlight reflected on a brook can touch you with a feeling of serenity that will re-visit you later, perhaps unexpectedly.  If this seems strange, then as a stranger give it welcome.

Matthaei Gardens, Michigan

The Passing of Summer Clouds

 

The pines bear silent witness to the passing of  summer clouds and the tranquil lake is visited by a solitary canoe.

Hartwick Pines, Michigan

The River’s Response

Then she lets the river answer that you have always  been her lover.

Leonard Cohen, Suzanne

Huron National Forest, Michigan