As you might expect, November in the north country is . . . quiet. The roadside park at Birch Lake is closed and the road it’s beside is blessedly empty. Which is a good thing, as there are suicidal deer everywhere, doing their best to wreck my car with me in it. We’ve had an abundant […]
Katherine and her camera have been out and about in The Weather. She writes, It was a dark sky headed my way, then it hailed. Imagine standing there by the pond, framing a glowing autumn landscape under a flinty sky, and then realizing . . . Hail!
Babs Young made her annual pilgrimage to the overlook on the hogback. She writes: This is the Jordan River Valley from Kidder Road south of East Jordan. However in the name of full disclosure, I must admit that this was not taken this week, but about a week ago. This was the year of yellows, […]
This is not a black and white photo. Last night’s big blow ushered in the Dreadful Dismals, and that’s exactly what it looked like at the Writing Studio and Bait Shop just a few minutes ago. This is what it looked like on Wednesday afternoon. What we have here is one of those life lessons. […]
Yesterday was a good day. Everywhere I looked something glowed. When I went to see Barb Higgins for my regular shearing, I stopped to make portraits of her birch tree. She caught me at it and laughed. It’s her favorite tree, and although one customer told her she should cut it down to make more […]
Today is so beautiful that we’re all sneaking away from what we’re supposed to be doing to do what we just have to do: look at Torch Lake. I was not the only one down at the Day Park basking in the sunshine, admiring the view, watching the fish. But I am not going to […]
November 18, 2009
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