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The tale of the goosefoot, Girl Sadie and the Cattleman

October 23, 2009

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Regular readers may remember a springtime post about the goosefoot maples that grow around the Writing Studio and Baitshop.  This month I noticed their leaves have faded to pale yellow, and look even more like goose feet. I’ve also noticed that the spring post (Caught goosefooted at the end of a lingering spring) was plagiarized, text, […]

True value

October 20, 2009

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There is one place in the Township where fall color is utterly reliable. Maples grow at the edge of the woods in just the right conditions. A mowed meadow gives light a place to play. In the late afternoon the sun’s rays slant low enough to shoot beneath the dark clouds, setting the trees on […]

Ah, summer we barely knew ye

September 30, 2009

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We didn’t get much of it.  But what we got was lovely.  The water glittered in the sun the other morning when I walked the dogs.   The sky was so blue, the clouds so puffy and high, the pines so fragrant, that my heart lifted. The waves on the Bay rolled in, over and over, […]

Making art: Stones on the shore and a woodsy welcome

September 29, 2009

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What is it about human beings, anyway, that we are compelled to arrange things in patterns that please us, to see images in found objects? What is the power of metaphor and simile made concrete? Well. I don’t know. But I’m not going to let that stop me from showing you some examples. Photographer Ken […]

In search of زهرة عباد الشمس and fall color in Japan

September 26, 2009

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One of my favorite things about the internet is that it links me to faraway places.  I love getting email from 鈴木 千佳子.  I love seeing mysterious search terms that people use to find their way to Torch Lake Views.  Today someone was looking for a زهرة عباد الشمس.  When I used the Google translator, and […]

Boogie Woogie Baritone

September 21, 2009

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When I was in high school I played the flute in the concert band and the marching band.  I am the very slender, very short marcher over there on the left of the picture.  I never excelled at playing, but I was competent, and I learned a lot about music and teamwork and perspective.  I […]