Postcard from Up North
Jun 08, 2012
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No one can see a reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see. ~ Taoist Proverb and a poem
(There comes a time when one appreciates being quiet, being still, and taking a deep breath. That’s where I am, reflecting and breathing deep, up north.)
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Maureen,
Your photos convey the sense of place and essence of our region we are all so lucky to spend our coin of days in.
-Neil
Maureen, love your Taoist proverb. As Phonecians, as Lebanese, we have one foot in the West and one in the East–and I love this sensibility.
Tom, your story of the lake is tender and moving.
Can’t wait to see you Northern Michigan! 8 weeks and counting!
I love it in GA for the sunlight, but i do miss Michigan.
I love this beach. Now my kids are building memories here, too… (Hooray!)
Thanks for sharing, Maureen. Happy Day!
Nice thoughts. However north is relative. After being drafted into the Navy in 1955 and completing boot camp at Great Lakes (near Chicago) I was assigned to a Heavy Cruiser (USS Newport News) in Norfolk VA and met my fellow sailors in the ET (Electronics) division.
The first thing others want to know about you is where you are from. I said Wisconsin, someone said “it is very cold up there”, I agreed. Another said “I am from International Falls which is much colder, what is the lowest temperature you can remember?” I didn’t know International Falls had the reputation of being the coldest spot in the US (upper Minnesota I think), but I replied with what I thought was a safe but honest answer “we went deer hunting once and it was 28 below”. The fellow quickly replied “well we get down to 60 below”. Of course, I didn’t believe him, but it was true as I later found out.
So there is another perspective for you, frozen water, likely still in June! 🙂
best, Jerry
The breathing is so much easier Up North!
Michigan, oh Michigan , I long to know you …..
I hear you whispering on the wind , and carried on the wings of love….
Northern Michigan ,Just maybe my vacation this summer.
Thank you again for sharing your paradise with us.
Much Love !
This was just the image and quote I needed to encounter this morning, Maureen. Together, they transported me to Clearwater Lake, Wisconsin. It was 1967, I was 17 and a camp counselor who’d spent the evening on a campout with 16 boisterous boys, ages 6 – 10. Early morning they were all asleep and I wandered down the few steps to the lake and sat on a fallen tree stretching out into the still lake. A doe and two fawn came to the water’s edge and as they drank they were reflected in the water. I thought, “I will remember this forever.” T
Nice….