Friday, September 13, 2019
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Friday, August 30, 2019
It's Friday morning of Labor Day weekend. How can it be? There is a nip in the air, but the sun is bright, the sky is blue, and everywhere you look, Northport is beautiful today, from Porcupine ...
to Barb's Bakery on Mill Street ...
to the beautiful library gardens ...
to Ed, singing his heart out down at the south end of the farmers market ... and, last but hardly least, here on Waukazoo Street:
Wednesday, August 28, 2019
Tuesday, August 27, 2019
The truth is, though, that on a beautiful morning everything is beautiful -- the most "ordinary," quotidian scenes heartbreaking in their perfection. Ah, life! You shameless seducer, you!
Monday, August 26, 2019
Thursday, August 22, 2019
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
Thursday, August 15, 2019
Tuesday, August 6, 2019
Tall mullein spikes are flowering, and milkweed leaves are turning brown and gold, amid the lavender carpet of pesky, invasive spotted knapweed. If only the beauty of that invader's blossoms did not tint entire hillsides and fields with the color that tells us summer's end is drawing nearer --. If it were not quite so successful in taking over, it would doubtless be easier to hate. Instead, when morning walks or evening drives take me past open expanses in their August hues, I am carried back in memory to long-ago August vacations, the one or two weeks Up North that my downstate job permitted, and I feel again the poignancy of that fleeting time.
Thursday, August 1, 2019
Tuesday, July 30, 2019
Saturday, June 29, 2019
For many who live or visit Leelanau County,
Lake Michigan is its most important feature.
The clean beaches (smaller this year),
the vast waters.
My Leelanau focus is smaller
and more inland-looking.
It is animal tracks on a dusty back road
and drops of dew on the seedbeds of grasses.
Tuesday, June 11, 2019
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
Friday, May 31, 2019
Thursday, May 23, 2019
It’s hard to say which is most charming — a single flower beaded with raindrops, the wider view of many flowering plants, or an entire hillside of trees with the spring ephemerals blooming on the ground below.
And then, which is the more enchanting flower, the pure white trillium or the blazing yellow cowslip, a.k.a., marsh marigold? Both flowers, blooming by the hundreds, together in one scene, are unforgettable.