30 November 2010

Fog obscures the horizon, but we know it's still there. Or do we?

29 November 2010

Just because Thanksgiving is over doesn't mean we can't give thanks for a new day and a new opportunity to do something spectacular.

28 November 2010

A brilliant sun on a chilly Sunday.

27 November 2010

A perfect sunrise. Hopefully, a day to match.

26 November 2010

It looks warm, but ice appeared in the water for the first time today.

25 November 2010

Happy Thanksgiving from the windy, wet and beautiful shores of Lake Michigan.

24 November 2010

A strong East wind is pounding the shore. Sometimes invisible forces have very visible effects.

23 November 2010

The temperature falls. A tug pulls a barge through the icy waters. The sand becomes as hard as concrete and the bufflehead ducks huddle together just off the shore.

Gray Monday. A perfect start to a short week.

21 November 2010

A wicked wind blows from the Southeast, keeping the temperatures up and the snows at bay.

20 November 2010

A full Saturday starts with a beautiful sunrise, giving us the energy to achieve our goals.

The wind rakes the sands clean and removes all traces of yesterday.

18 November 2010

The grey clouds of winter hang low on the horizon. It won't be long before snow covers the sand.

17 November 2010

Gray isn't so much a color as it is an emotion.

16 November 2010

There's a 10-point buck making tracks on the sand. Looking for love, we suspect.

15 November 2010

It's a quiet Monday morning. There was a freighter heading north, but my camera is too small to capture it. 

13 November 2010

 The lake is a loadstone. A place that draws people together. 

12 November 2010

A light rain fell overnight darkening the surface of the sand, and making the deer tracks that are ever more numerous stand out in stark contrast.

11 November 2010

Even though the waves batter the shore constantly sometimes it seems as if nothing ever changes.

A bonus sunrise shot

10 November 2010

It's a lot calmer on the lake today than it was 35 years ago, when on this date the Edmund Fitzgerald went down in Lake Superior.

9 November 2010

Amid all of those human and canine prints are the tracks of a really big deer. Perhaps the 10-pointer Harvey saw on Sunday.

8 November 2010

The hum of a distant engine from an unseen ship in the mist. The plaintive cry of the gulls as they fight over the remains of an unfortunate lake trout. The sound of the waves gently kissing the sand. The perfect alarm clock.

7 November 2010

Morning comes earlier when we're done saving daylight.

6 November 2010

Change comes slowly here in a week full of change elsewhere.

5 November 2010

Overnight the waves smoothed the sand. The first snowflakes of the season flew past me as I took this shot.

4 November 2010

Clear skies and a soft breeze. The sound of the waves rushing softly to the shore. Another beautiful day in paradise.

3 November 2010

Lots of seasonal wildlife this morning. Very deep deer tracks leading to the water. Our resident flock of buffleheads riding the waves. And Gus has developed a taste for those little mussel shells garnished with lake weeds. Yech.

2 November 2010

Frost on the steps. Frost on the beach grass. Frost on the sand. Was Sunday really the last barefoot day?

1 November 2010

The first step in getting anywhere is getting started.