The power of the suggestive is much greater than the statement of reality.
I visited one of my favorite spots on the planet last weekend and found this idyllic scene along the Au Sable River. The sunken trees may well be leftovers from the logging days of the early 20th century when this river conveyed cut trees to sawmills on Lake Huron, and from there to build cities across the American heartland. Now, the forest has regrown, an eloquent testimony to the renewal inherent in Nature.
Over the course of my visits spanning several decades, this secluded cove along Michigan’s Au Sable River has remained a pristine jewel.