Tag Archive: Lake Michigan

Snow Haze Shoreline

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky–seemed to lead into the heart… Continue reading →

Winter Blues

My guitar is my torch, my soul carries the flame. Make no mistake, I’m a true blues man. – Big Bill Morganfield

Ice Tunnel

Carve a tunnel of hope through the dark mountain of disappointment. – Martin Luther King, Jr.

Raising a Michigan Kid

Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone. – Jorge Luis Borges

Icy Sunlit Spray

It was a sharp, cold Christmas; and as the short northern day merged into night, we found ourselves almost broad upon the wintry ocean, whose freezing spray cased us in ice, as in… Continue reading →