The ice is gone from the part of Grand Traverse Bay that I can see. Torch Lake is still trapped, but it’s only a matter of days. No matter what Mud Season has in store for us, spring is winning. Not a moment too soon if you ask me.
Today sort of got away from me. I have no idea where it went, but this is where it ended up.
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Dad
April 9, 2009
Gerry, it looks to me as though it was ending down in a beautiful glow.
Gerry
April 10, 2009
It was. We had a nice ride through the county at dusk, listening to an NPR story about Hatshepsut. I think it was a repeat, but I hadn’t heard it before, and it was compelling. My favorite part: after Hatshepsut’s death her stepson apparently tried to obliterate her image and her history everywhere, but it turned out to be really hard to remove it from a huge obelisk. His solution was to cover the surface of the obelisk, essentially bricking it in – thus preserving the inscriptions about Hatshepsut for thoursands of years! History is full of irony.
dmarks
April 10, 2009
Beautiful pictures
p.j. grath
April 10, 2009
Even the thought of mud makes me smile this morning. What’s wrong with me?
Gerry
April 10, 2009
Just a little homesickness. Take time to smell the spring flowers as you wend your way north!
Barbara
April 10, 2009
Post card perfect Gerry , what an awsome pic , we really do live in the best spot in the world.