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Photo Challenge: A Road to Stillness and Seclusion in the Lofty Pines

If you follow this two-track road through a still and secluded forest in northern Michigan……

Photo Challenge:  The Road Taken

Pigeon River Forest, Michigan

Pigeon River Forest, Michigan

…you will find yourself at this charming jewel of a lake…..

Pigeon River, Michigan

Pigeon River forest, Michigan

….where the only sound you’ll hear is the whisper of the summer breeze among tall pines.

Pigeon River forest, Michigan

Pigeon River forest, Michigan

Photo Challenge: Blue and Gold in a Lake’s Mirror

I had the whole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold.

—Albert Camus, L’Etranger

Blue and Gold complement each other as dusk softly envelops a Michigan lake.  Tranquility is your companion  on a humid July evening.

Photo Challenge:  A Good Match

 

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

Michigan lake

Under the Rocks are the Words…

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.  I am haunted by waters.

Norman MacLean, A River Runs Through It

Huron National Forest

Pine River in Huron National Forest, Michigan

Photo Challenge: The Glory of Being Alone

Savoring solitude comes naturally along the lower Au Sable River in Michigan.   Having spent boyhood summers exploring the forest  near this river,  I can look across the water and let memories flow on a still  August afternoon.

“Our language has wisely sensed these two sides of man’s being alone. It has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone.”
–Paul Tillich

Photo Challenge:  Solitude

Au Sable River, Michigan

Au Sable River, Michigan

Summertime Dream for a January Day

And who shall say–whatever disenchantment follows–that we ever forget magic; or that we can ever betray, on this leaden earth, the apple-tree, the singing, and the gold?

Thomas Wolfe, Look Homeward, Angel

Matthaei Gardens, Michigan

Matthaei Gardens, Michigan