The Caprice of Water and Emotions

The texture of water is no more constant than the spectrum of human emotions. In a wild river, it can be rough and raucous. While in a northern lake, its surface can reflect the summer sky as if the still water were a mirror. And then there are those streams where water’s texture can evoke the whimsical on a warm afternoon.

 

Tacquahmenon River, Michigan

Au Sable River, Michigan

Fleming Creek, Michigan

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Uncertain Glory

It seems that summer has haltingly arrived in Michigan, following a long, cool spring that lingered well past its welcome and reminded me of the Bard’s lament.  This local lake is, fortunately, only a short drive for me.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of a May day;
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.

Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

Serenity

Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.
—Munia Khan

Before Us

Yes, one evening in Provence, one perfect hill, one whiff of salt are enough to show us that everything still lies before us.
Albert Camus

Or it could be a Michigan woods come to life with the enchanted touch of Spring sunlight.

Kensington Park, Michigan

Komorebi, from Japan to Michigan

Komorebi is a Japanese word, meaning the scattered, dappled light effect when sunlight shines through tree leaves. We have quite a bit of experience with this concept in Michigan.

Fleming Creek, Michigan

Our First and Last Love

In the light, the earth remains our first and our last love. Our brothers and sisters are breathing under the same sky as we; justice is a living thing. Now is born that strange joy which helps one live and die, and which we shall never again postpone to a later time.
Albert Camus, The Rebel

Pine River, Michigan
Huron National Forest

Like a Child that Knows Poems by Heart

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”
Rainier Rilke

Michigan is once again alive with that striking yellow-green of early May and the swirling sounds of swollen creeks.

Fleming Creek, Michigan