It’s northern Michigan. We delight in whatever spring we get. Over at the library the grackles were making an enormous grackle racket. On the ridge that was Dan Blakely’s land 150 years ago, hawks wheeled in blue skies. Ryan Romeyn was out in the field, easing along in perfectly straight rows. We exchanged pleasantries–as of Wednesday, they are moved into the house they’ve been building for the last two years. Three maybe, it’s easy to lose track. They built the barn first of course. There are old trees up there on the ridge, with the most deeply grooved bark imaginable, and a patch of dried goldenrod from last fall, full of goldenrod gall. It was a perfect afternoon. I hope yours was every bit as fine.
We had Spring this afternoon
Posted on April 9, 2011
Posted in: Adventures outdoors, Up North in Michigan
La Mirada Bob
April 9, 2011
Spring has sprung and your photos captured the essence of living where you do.
Heather
April 9, 2011
Stripes. What an apt title. It really was fabulous today and I didn’t take a single photo. Shame on me. Perhaps we’ll have some dramatic skies with tomorrow’s impending storms.
Fee
April 10, 2011
Excellent spring shots .. we had a brief burst of warmth yesterday, today is looking good, but the forecast for the rest of the week isn’t so wonderful. Typical, the children have just finished up at school for their Easter break. I counted it on the calendar – they’re at school in April for a whole nine days, what with “in service training” days and some fancy wedding!
Judy Jones
April 10, 2011
Last night on the east side of Torch Lake, the ice stretched to the center of the lake before you could see free running water. Woke up this morning and the ice is gone. What a difference a day makes!
Robin
April 10, 2011
I love your spring hoo-doo tree, and the way it’s touching the sky.
Gerry
April 10, 2011
Thanks for stopping by – I’m glad you felt the spring breeze wafting through the slideshow, and that you told us what it looks like on your side of the lake, or the country, or the world. And Fee–how could I forget that fancy wedding business?