If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, til he sees all things through narrow chinks in his cavern.
#William Blake

Matthaei Gardens, Michigan
If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, til he sees all things through narrow chinks in his cavern.
#William Blake
Matthaei Gardens, Michigan
Matthaei Woods, Michigan
Albert Camus
Pine River, Michigan
Huron National Forest
Daisy: Do you ever watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it?
Jay Gatsby: Don’t you mean the shortest day of the year, Daisy?
Daisy: Jay, I’m p-p-paralyzed with happiness that the days will be getting longer now. (a few liberties taken with Great Gatsby)
Summer storms in Michigan approach “anon the thunder.”
Huron National Forest, Michigan
William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Hartwick Pines, Michigan
Kensington Park, Michigan