The first traces of autumn have arrived in Michigan, as the early wisps of yellow mingle with summer’s greens.
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Traces of Autumn
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“When Power Corrupts, Poetry Cleanses”
Today is National Poetry Day…
When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man’s concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses. For art establishes the basic human truth which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment.
John F. Kennedy
Kensington Park, Michigan
Photo Challenge: Poised for Flight
Waterfalls and Ancient Seas
The quiet lapping of Lake Superior at a remote beach. The Tacquamenon River rushing over rocks from the basement of time, when Michigan rested beneath the waters of an ancient sea. Scenes from yesterday’s Northern journey.
Whitefish Bay, Lake Superior
Tacquamenon Falls, Michigan
Photo Challenge: Structures and Melodies in a Natural Fairyland
From the High Banks of the Au Sable River, 300 stairs built by the US Forest Service descend to a natural fairyland of springs bubbling out of the hillside and hurrying on their course to the river. To prevent soil erosion and to span the brooks, the Forest Service also built a wooden stairway threading among the stately pines.
The soft sound of springs rushing to the river plays a background melody…
…and sunlight sifts like gossamer through the forest canopy.
Memories and the River of Time
I sat there and forgot and forgot, until what remained was the river that went by and I who watched… Eventually the watcher joined the river, and there was only one of us. I believe it was the river.
Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It
Pigeon River forest, Michigan
A Memory as Its Trace
This river before me emerging quietly from the forest, then disappearing back into the wilderness–leaving a memory as its only trace. Like a lost love.
Sturgeon River, Michigan
