Tag Archive: Traverse City

Yellow Tractor, Fall Vineyard

[F]all: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling… Continue reading

Reflect | Expanse

I rejoice in what I have, and greet the new with open arms. – Louise Hay

Water Surface

Look beneath the surface; let not the several quality of a thing nor its worth escape thee. ― Marcus Aurelius

Room with a View

… to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight … – Elizabeth Barrett Browning, How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

Marina Sunset

As the saturating colors of sun-life fade from sight, the ominous moon reaches out its long arm and applies the dark dyes of night. ― Daniel J. Rice, This Side of a Wilderness