At the Writing Studio and Bait Shop mist rose from patches of rich brown leaves and flowed across the Bay, hiding the Leelanau Peninsula. A mile to the east, Babs Young woke to blue Torch Lake, where the ice is melting at last. Colors are coming back into the world.
Torch Lake Views 
WOL
April 14, 2014
“Leelanau” — what a neat sounding word. I love that color of blue green.
Gerry
April 14, 2014
Thank you. I am tempted to tell you that “Leelanau” is the Anishinaabek word for “little finger” but that would be teasing you. It was most likely made up by Henry Schoolcraft, who surveyed the north country in the 1840s and had more enthusiasm than skill for the languages of the people he met.
Torch Lake is known for its many shades of blue. I love that color too.
WOL
April 17, 2014
Bacardi rum used to come in a bottle that color, once upon a time. . .
Joss
April 14, 2014
Yes, yes, I can see it! At last some green …
Gerry
April 14, 2014
Yes. Blues and greens and aquamarines with a dash of violet. If I’d had a camera along for our walk yesterday I would have posted pictures of the electric green moss. It’s a great relief.
Martha J
April 14, 2014
That picture is so beautiful, I want to frame it and put it on the wall! Thank you for continually showing us the beauty of nature!
Gerry
April 14, 2014
Can’t help it. That’s what there is to see Around Here. (If I were more ambitious I’d have a commercial site where we could sell photos by Babs and yarn spun from the Cowboy’s fur and exquisite dried beans from Verdant Grounds and . . . huh. Maybe I should find some ambition.)
Martha
April 14, 2014
Finally. I’m happy you are finally seeing some real progress towards Spring!
Gerry
April 14, 2014
We are beginning to feel better about the whole thing.
shoreacres
April 14, 2014
So beautiful. And how nice that there’s just the faintest hint of apricot in that sunrise. Appropriate, no? I believe I’ll open a jar of Leelanau apricot preserves and taste your sunrise!
Gerry
April 14, 2014
You have a more discerning eye for color than I, but I can appreciate the apricot preserves, yes indeed.
shoreacres
April 14, 2014
Well, as Anais Nin said, “We don’t see things as they are. We see them as we are.” 😉
Ed LaFreniere
April 14, 2014
Oh, boy. Almost time for a swim!
Gerry
April 14, 2014
I thought I heard polar bears out there this morning, but it might have been Miss Sadie trying to wake me up.
tootlepedal
April 14, 2014
The world is definitely better in colour.
Gerry
April 14, 2014
Yes it is – unless, of course, a person is Ingrid Bergman or Lauren Bacall or Ansel Adams, which I am not. But I wish I were.
tootlepedal
April 15, 2014
🙂
Mr. T
April 14, 2014
Thanks for taking the time to write and photograph. We only get to our place up there every three weeks in the winter months, so it is nice to read and see what the lake\people are doing. What a Gem the state of Michigan has with Torch Lake. It is quite unique!!!
Gerry
April 14, 2014
You must be very careful. If you are reminded too often that you are missing something, you will want to be here all the time, and then your life will change.
Dawn
April 16, 2014
Change is good…as in white to color, winter to spring and such.
Gerry
April 17, 2014
Change is . . . inevitable, yes?