Ice forms on Lake Michigan. Below the thick ice is the living breathing lake we all love. Mysterious, powerful, majestic, alive. I go out on the ice and lay down on my stomach. In silence I lay flat on the ice and listen closely near the crevices. Hear Lake Michigan breathe.
Lake Michigan
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Once again plants save the day
In my third book I wrote about how plants throughout history have saved the day. As I walked the beach yesterday that same thought came to mind as I observe “beach grass” establish a foothold…Continue Reading
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Ice chandeliers
I call them a fleeting cathedral of “Ice chandeliers” that will be here today and gone tomorrow as the ice builds.
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In our personal sojourn the journey and adventure of others teaches us to daily embrace our wayfaring ways
Excerpt from my new book: ‘I Need To Change My Plants’ I climb the forested back dune as the roar of the wind sails across the treetops above me. The muffled rumble of the waves…Continue Reading
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Incoming
Living along the West Michigan Lake Michigan shoreline I tend to watch the weather for changes. Something like a sailor, just with both feet firmly planted on the shoreline. When storms are in the forecast…Continue Reading