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Nancy Merrill Photography is sending out challenges now, and when I saw this week’s I knew I had one particular image that showed a certain amount of attitude.
A photo a week challenge: Attitude
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On the way there and back
On my way up to the Pigeon River State Forest, three hours away from home, I drove through some of my favorite farm country. Both on the drive up and the drive home four days later I was lucky enough to witness clouds building above beautiful farm country.
I knew you’d want to see (who doesn’t want to look at barns, right?) so I put together a little slide show.
And even though I know these pink flowers are not native, and are in fact, invasive I couldn’t help but stop and grab a few photos because they’re just so darn pretty.
Pretty but invasive.
How can this be invasive?
When we weren’t staring at the river…
We did score the best campsite in all of the Pigeon River Forest, nestled next to the river in all it’s gurgling glory. We could have sat there all day, but there was more to explore.
There’s a large elk heard residing in this park, with certain locations where you’re more likely to see them. We drove around one evening looking, but didn’t see any; I guess the elk hadn’t read the memo about where they were supposed to be. In 2014 we were luckier and saw three of them in almost exactly the spot where the map said they’d be. Now those elk knew how to follow directions!
This year I did see this guy, on our first day there, as we were driving to our campground on a narrow sandy road through the tall trees.
What you lookin at lady?
I caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye and screeched to a halt. My friend, who was driving ahead of me, kept on going so she didn’t get to see him. I felt privileged to be able to snap his picture as he gazed somberly back at me.
Aside from the elk this state land is known for beautiful lakes and wonderful hiking trails. You can walk through varying topography and plant life, from wet bogs and reedy lake shores to hilly pine forests and open meadows.
Care to go for a walk?
We did all of that. We hiked around Pickerell Lake on a beautiful afternoon, the sky filled with white puffy clouds and the lake a beautiful blue.
It was a perfect day for a hike around a lake.
We climbed to the top of Inspiration Point, where the ranger said you can almost see from horizon to horizon. He was right.
Walking through the meadow on the way up the hill.
It would be a perfect place for star gazing if you’re there on a night when the full moon isn’t beating down on you.
You can see forever from here.
We walked along the river and looked up the names of all the wildflowers we could find. We were surprised by just how many there were when you stopped to really look.
I’ve already forgotten the name of this one. A variety of coneflower I think.
Mostly we just enjoyed being outside in a beautiful place during a beautiful weekend. Even when there was a bit of rain.
Walking through a misty rain.
And in the morning, when it was time to pack up and leave I felt sad, but happy too, that I got to spend time in this magical place. I know I’ll be back, likely on a dark night with no moon and clear skies. There are stars out there just begging to be photographed and I’d like to try.
The sky wasn’t dark enough with the full moon coming up behind me.
Until next time Pigeon River State Forest! It’s nice to know you’re up there waiting for us to stop by again.
Wonder what secrets the forest holds over there?
It’s good to know that the river continues to dance over those rocks, singing it’s gentle and calming song, even when we’re in the midst of whatever gets in the way of happiness out here in the real world.
Until next time, Pigeon River.
I’m lucky to have such a wilderness so close to home, and I’m pleased to share it with all of you. If you’re ever this way, stop by and explore even a little of it.
You won’t be sorry you did.
All this and more is waiting for your visit!
Cee’s black and white photo challenge: Bench
I need to catch up as I’ve been traveling again, this time to a state forest campground in central Michigan. As soon as I saw this bench at the top of Inspiration Point in the middle of the Pigeon River Forest, I knew it would work for Cee’s challenge.
You could see for miles.
Detouring
I drove over to Katie’s vet this morning to pick up some more flea and tick prevention medicine. She was glad she didn’t have to go with me. I did take my camera as I knew I’d be driving through the country and you just never know what you’ll see.
Almost feels like fall.
I was ambling down the road noticing that the corn here is just starting to tassel which always signals summer winding down to me. On the other hand it also signals the beginning of fresh corn season which is almost good enough to offset the heartache of summer’s demise.
And then suddenly there it was. The road ahead was closed. More road construction and me out in the middle of nowhere. No easy fixes here, I just took the last corner and headed west again when I needed to go east.
Turns out it wasn’t really such a bad deal. I got to see two barns I never would have found.
Time to start putting food away for winter.
This is what’s so fun, for me, about driving into unknown farm territory. You catch just a glimpse of a barn, sometimes a bit of red, or the tip of a roof line and if you’re lucky it turns into a great find.
Caught a glimpse of this one through the trees.
And on my way home I deliberately turned the wrong way…
What’s that way out there?
…and happened to come across a shorn wheat field full of Canadian geese and sandhill cranes.
I pulled over and stood in that field for a long time listening to them squabble over the best eating. The cranes were walking among the geese who were mostly napping. Different groups of cranes were flying at other groups.
This group of 5 was marching toward some sleeping geese.
I tiptoed away after awhile and continued home. What was just a trip to the vet to pick up some pills turned into a mini-adventure for me.
Don’t tell Katie, she’ll be mad she didn’t get to go.
Pretty big barn.
Just a walk in the park
Felt good to be on the path again.
It’s a misty Sunday morning, cool compared to Alabama where I’ve been, and the chest pains seem to be a memory. Oh the back still aches, but it’s a more muted pain now, so it seemed a good time to take a walk.
Just to see if activity stirred things up again.
Wasn’t planning on getting off the path anyway.
With a hint of rain hovering over me I headed down the bike path at a local park. I was feeling guilty because I didn’t take Katie-girl, and she would have enjoyed the cool breeze.
Heck. She enjoys going to a park anywhere any time.
Sweet smelling milkweed
Still, I wanted to walk at a pace that wouldn’t agree with her. No time for sniffing every plant you know. But don’t tell her I stopped to take a few photos.
I guess my picture taking is similar to her plant sniffing.
So many shades of green!
Hardly anyone was out there so early on a rainy morning. I took advantage of that to jog a few steps. Very few because though walking didn’t do much to up the pain level, jogging seemed more problematic.
I guess it’s been awhile.
Yellow flowers lead up to my favorite tree.
It was only two miles, but it was a pretty two miles and I’m glad I went. My back still aches, but my chest didn’t hurt.
I’d say that’s progress.
Purple accents a good morning.
Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Signs
Katie and I went for a walk this afternoon, noticing a neighbor’s yard filled with parked cars. A sign propped up next to the mailbox explained:
Congratulations Gaige & Bella!
Cee’s black and white photo challenge: Fountain
Four years ago we were in Maine, waiting for the 4th of July fireworks in a downpour. Frankly I was cold even though it was July.
Swimming in the rain.
But this little guy insisted on swimming in the park fountain.
Ever wonder what there is to do at the lake?
Yes it’s peaceful here on the lake. You might even say it’s tranquil. Nothing to do but watch the weather move overhead.
A summer storm blows through almost every afternoon.
Perhaps take a morning paddle.
Headed out to the mountains.
Maybe toward evening take the ski boat out to the big waters to see the sunset.
This particular evening there were many facets of a single setting sun.
If you go way out there you need to sit awhile and soak it all in.
The other side of the lake had less color but just as much drama.
But mostly you putter around close to the house, perhaps exploring just up the creek in the canoe.
Let’s go see what’s over there.
And sometimes, if all your siblings and their significant others show up at the same time…well…you just need to goof off.
Having fun on the lake one warm evening.
No matter what advanced age you achieve…when you’re all together you can still be kids.
One…two…three…JUMP!
And that’s what I’ve been up to this week after the 4th of July. Katie and I will be heading north soon. She says she likes the lake house and wouldn’t mind staying here the rest of the summer. But I remind her that we have camping (and weeding) to do and so she says she’s OK with going home too. As long as the northern house has an air conditioning vent for her to sleep on she’s not so particular.
Stay tuned as our adventure continues.
One of my favorite spots.
Wordless Wednesday – family tradition
