Katherine writes: I was standing on the balcony watching the storm come in and thinking “if I was in one of those boats I’d be a little concerned.” But the colors were fantastic and you could see the “cribs” where the old dock was.
Sure enough, there on the sandy bottom are the old cribs that supported the dock at John Wesley Pearl’s lumber mill. Once upon a time all those hills across the lake were bare, the trees logged off and shipped to Chicago to rebuild after the Great Fire. Now the hills are green again. Pleasure boats ply the lake, running ahead of the storm.
Torch Lake Views 
Joss
June 29, 2011
I think I may have found the colour I’m looking for! I’m in the middle of redecorating my kitchen and can’t decide what colour to do the walls. But now I know it’s in that picture somewhere. I think the foreground colour would be rather difficult to achieve, without painting stripes, but I think on the other side of the bay is where the right colour lies. Not in the sky, definitely.
Gerry
June 29, 2011
I’m pretty sure all the colors of water are in there somewhere. I can never choose just one. I recommend you make a tile mosaic like a watercolor. Every time you look at it you will get lost in the play of light on water, and you will forget to cook dinner. OK, that would be me. You are made of sterner stuff.
P.j. grath
June 29, 2011
How different the water looks under a dark sky! Yes, I would want to be heading for harbor.
Gerry
June 29, 2011
Diaphanous.
Fee
June 29, 2011
Gorgeous. That sky certainly looks threatening, mind. You’d definitely want to be under a stout roof before those clouds get overhead.
Gerry
June 29, 2011
You know what? Those clouds are overhead. The whole sky gets like that except for a slice on the horizon where the sun shoots through, and then you get this wonderfulness. (You sometimes get other less wonderful things, too, like hail and the whole raining frogs thing, but we won’t think about that.)
Dawn
June 29, 2011
Beautiful! I loved living on a lake as a kid and watching the storms blow in.
Gerry
June 30, 2011
Me too.
lynnekovan
July 4, 2011
We have a field at the end of our garden and sometimes get the same effect as storms come in. Probably not as dramatic as your storm coming in from the sea, but lovely none the less. I think the best place to be when a storm has arrived is in bed. Safe and cosy while the weather rages outside! Lovely!
Gerry
July 4, 2011
I’ve watched summer storms roll over the drumlins, shadows chasing each other across fields of blowing grass and corn. I think it’s beautiful. There’s something about a dark sky lit from beneath by the sun low on the horizon that is exhilarating.
Karma
July 4, 2011
Psst, Gerry… are you away for the holiday weekend? Unlike you not to post for so many days! Hope all is well!
Gerry
July 4, 2011
All is well, thank you Karma. Just everything going on all at once, combined with even slower than usual internet. We’re having a beautiful stretch of weather here in the Township, which makes up for the other.