Michigan | Change Is Hard

July 31, 2023
by dawnkinster 30 Comments

Two night camping adventure

Hmmmmm…I seem to have gotten off blog topic. I was supposed to show you the rest of my two nights of camping up in the Upper Peninsula. The intent of that trip was to take another crack at capturing the Milky Way. But as you know, there are only a few hours a night, and a few nights every month, when the Milky Way is best photographed and weather doesn’t always cooperate.

*Don’t worry, it got better later on in my stay.*

When I left you last I was setting up camp during a torrential rain storm. There was so much water surrounding my tent, and a huge bubble of water under the tent that I decided to just drive away and go exploring. I figured I’d sleep in the car the first night and let things dry out.

I drove down the Garden Peninsula toward my planned destination of Fayette State Park which houses historical buildings.

The Garden Peninsula is beautiful in it’s own right, full of scenic pastures and barns. Truthfully if this was all I saw over the weekend I’d be happy enough.

But I was curious about the historical buildings. Would they make a fantastic foreground for a Milky Way shot?

I arrived at Fayette State Park late in the afternoon when the sun was lowering and making the cliffs glow.

The buildings looked beautiful in the golden light. I tried to figure out which way was south, knowing that the Milky Way would rise from that direction later in the evening.

*The building in front wasn’t square, it was so interesting.*

Mostly I just enjoyed shooting the buildings in the soft light and imagining what life was like back in the day.

*One of the buildings that had smelted metal.*

And then I began to wait in my car in the parking lot for it to get dark. Gradually the other visitors left. And as they left clouds began to roll in. Soon enough it was clear that there would be no stars that night. Plus I was beginning to feel creepy about being there alone.

So I drove back to my damp camp and worked at getting the puddle out from under my tent, then I went to sleep to dream about stars for the rest of the night.

The next day I visited Seney Wildlife Refuge, not as early as I’d hoped, but still morning. Almost immediately I saw this loon family snoozing.

*Expand this image to see the sleeping family.*

They were a long way from me and even my zoom lens didn’t get them really close enough, but it was cool to see all four of them, mom, dad and the two little ones resting after breakfast.

Then I realized that the milkweed, which was growing everywhere, was covered in monarch butterflies.

*You can almost smell the sweet milkweed.*

I had so much fun stalking butterflies, trying to get that iconic monarch image. They moved a lot, but at least they were closer to me than the loon family!

Eventually I moved on and found a couple of swans…

*Notice the clear skies. Will there be stars tonight?*

…and a Canadian goose family with teenagers.

Still, I wished I could have gotten a good photo of the loons. And then I rounded a corner and there was another family of loons, focused on breakfast, much closer to the road.

I parked so fast and quietly got out of the car. I didn’t even close the door. The car was parked in the middle of the road with the door open and I didn’t even care.

I was so happy to get some closeups of this beautiful couple. Their youngster, an independent singleton, was swimming and eating on his own quite a ways from mom and dad. He was not so easily photographed.

But I got quite a few nice images of the adults. They made my day. I felt that regardless of what the weather did to my star hopes I was happy with the trip just because I’d been able to watch the loons.

Then, not to far from the end of the refuge road I came across a dead tree. I could see something hoping around in the branches so I stopped, once again in the middle of the road with the door open.

Turns out there was a single elusive cedar waxwing, who managed to always have his head turned away from me…

…and a king bird who never sat still long enough to get a clear photo.

*Too busy hunting lunch to wait around for me.*

I stayed there a long time but never did get any better images of either of them. And then I headed back to camp to wait for it to get dark again. I took a nap and considered where I was going to go if there were stars.

*It turned out to be a nice site, wider than others and with shade.*

I couldn’t talk myself into driving the 14 miles back down the Garden Peninsula, I felt like I needed someone to go with me if I was going to hang around historic buildings in the middle of the night. So I just went out to the boardwalk a couple miles away and shot straight out over Lake Michigan.

*There was lake fog and a few clouds near the horizon.*

Nothing exciting in the foreground, and a stupid big ole streetlight behind me (but that did light up the grass in a kind of cool way) and not anything like what I’d hoped for. But the lake was gently lapping the shore and the air was warm and the stars were shining.

So I was happy.

*Letting a little bit of the lighthouse beam into the shot.*

And I have a couple of people that are interested in going back there sometime to shoot at Fayette State Park. I’ll contact the park rangers first and make sure we’ll be allowed to be there after hours, and we’ll scope out just where to stand to get the sky and a building in the shot.

Stay tuned. It’s going to be awesome.

July 29, 2023
by dawnkinster 20 Comments

A green morning

I’m supposed to be sharing with you images of my short camping trip to Michigan’s UP. And I will…really. But this morning as I was busy washing dishes I happened to look out the window and, surprise, this guy was standing on our deck railing.

This is a green heron. They fish in the pond across the street, and they used to nest every summer in the vacant land behind us. But there’s houses back there now.

I haven’t seen the green herons all summer, nor last summer either that I remember. So this was really special and I just had to share him (or her) with you!

July 22, 2023
by dawnkinster 17 Comments

Just another adventure

I’m up in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan for a couple nights, hoping for a clear sky to practice Milky Way photography. On my drive up I stopped for a break at Otsego State Park.

I had just made it through a driving rainstorm, the kind where everyone slows down and turns on their emergency blinkers because you can’t see anything. It was stressful, so I figured I’d look at a state park I have never camped at and get a little walk in too.

Though it wasn’t raining, the sky didn’t look promising for night sky photography. I didn’t stay long, wanting to get to the UP and my destination camp site.

But once over the bridge, the sky turned even more ominous.

It was sprinkling when I got to my camp site, so I waited in the car for the sun to come out. And it did.

But then, halfway through my tent set up, the sky suddenly and with no warning let loose with a downpour. I managed to get the rainfly up over the exposed tent and then I dashed for the car.

And hoped.

Would the rainfly keep the inside of my tent dry?

Would I ever get a clear night to try to find the Milky Way?

You’ll have to stay tuned to find out.

Wordless Wednesday

July 19, 2023 by dawnkinster 6 Comments

July 17, 2023
by dawnkinster 29 Comments

I saw a cardinal yawn

So when I left you last I had backed away from a crane scuffle and had resigned myself to photographing plants. But I really wanted to get great shots of birds.

I was feeling discouraged.

I moved slowly through the wetlands, enjoying the wildflowers but keeping my ears open for bird calls. Eventually I made my way back into the woods where the light was dim but a few birds were happily fliting around.

*The light was gentle under the old trees.*

I felt a bit of hope. I decided that every trip out to this park taught me more about photography and even if I didn’t get my dream shot, the experience of just being in the woods was worth all the blurry bird images I was likely to capture.

*Robins aren’t interested in oilers or peanuts but they are curious about what you’re doing in their woods.*

I walked slowly, and didn’t offer any birds seed from my hand unless they were obviously asking for something. It was late morning and most of them would have finished their breakfasts long before I showed up.

In fact everything seemed pretty quiet.

I used the Merlin app on my phone to listen for any interesting birds. I wasn’t hearing very much.

*Hey! You’re not going to put that on Facebook, are you?*

Then I remembered that I was going to try and stand still and wait while I was out in the woods. That moving around, even slowly, made most of the animals and birds skitter away.

*A camouflaged titmouse asks for a treat.*

So I stood.

And very soon, flying fast up the path at the level of my head, was a male red-bellied woodpecker.

*Just toss me a peanut and nobody gets hurt.*

I offered him something from my hand, but he wasn’t having it. He was, however, obviously wanting something to eat. So I tossed a peanut onto the trail behind me and immediately, even before the peanut hit the ground, he was on it.

And so was his youngster, waiting to be fed. They were in the shadows so the image of him feeding the young one is grainy. But it was so cool I wanted you to see it anyway.

Then they both flew up into the tree, dad on the front to ask for more food, and junior on the backside waiting for his free meal.

*Come on dad, pour on the angst, she’ll give us a suet ball if you act pathetic!*

Poor dad worked so hard. He’d grab something from the trail where I tossed it and fly to a tree where two young woodpeckers noisily followed him. I don’t think he got anything to eat himself.

*Here you go, son. But pretty soon you’re going to have to do this for yourself!*

The trio followed me for a good quarter mile. He’d zoom past my head and land on a tree trunk, and I’d toss him something that he’d take to his two freeloading kids.

*The two youngsters were tag teaming dad.*

Meanwhile other birds were gathering to watch. There was a young nuthatch who would have enjoyed an oiler, but was afraid to enter the fray.

*Hey buddy! Some of the rest of us would like some attention (and food) too!*

And a disgruntled blue jay.

*This is ridiculous. Some birds just think they are all that.*

And overseeing it all, strangely quiet, was the neighborhood blackbird.

*So much ruckus. It’s not seemly at all.*

Eventually I got away from the family of woodpeckers and started seeing other little birds.

*Thanks lady!* It’s always good to have a snack before our morning nap!

It was getting toward noon, the sun directly overhead, and most of the birds were settling down.

*Nope, don’t want anything more to eat, lady. Time to rest.*

They weren’t hungry, but if I was still I could see them tucked in among the branches.

*A fluffy titmouse settles in for a snooze.*

I figured it was time to head back to car. I could use a snack myself.

But on my way back to the car my Merlin app said there was a common yellowthroat nearby. And guess what? I found him!

*Way back in the shadows, such a cool looking bird!*

And just up the trail, hopping around in a cedar tree was a female common yellowthroat! I’ve never seen one before, it was so exciting!

*Everybody overlooks me, but I’m just as pretty and I don’t need to wear a mask to be cool!*

But what about the yawning cardinal, you ask? Oh yes, he was settling down for a nap in a bush when I walked by.

*Not singing, no sound at all, just a big yawn.*

I guess I was boring. Or maybe he was just too sleepy to be polite.

Oh, and on the drive out of the park I stopped to watch the osprey and her 3 young.

*There was much wing flapping, they’ll be out of the house soon.*

It turned out to be a spectacular day. And I learned more about photographing birds. I can’t wait to get out there to try again.

July 9, 2023
by dawnkinster 18 Comments

Be a driver!

A long time ago in a place far far away I was once a volunteer with Little Brothers, Friends of the Elderly. The nonprofit was founded in France, then came to the US and has chapters in Chicago, Minneapolis and Boston as well as a rural chapter in the Keweenaw of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. They opened that chapter in the early 80s and I was a volunteer and board member until I moved back to lower Michigan in 1985.

Their mission is to provide friendship and support to isolated elderly. There are plenty of isolated elderly in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.

This month I read a newsletter which focused on the need for medical transportation volunteers by telling the story of Bill who was once a volunteer and has now transitioned to being one of the organizations Forever Friends.

Think about it. What if you lived somewhere a long way from your doctor and medical facilities, and you didn’t drive? What if you couldn’t afford a cab or an Uber? What if you were already isolated and lonely? Think how wonderful it would be to have someone come pick you up and drive you to your appointment, someone you could talk to on the ride, someone who would wait for you while you were in with the doctor and who would then cheerfully drive you home again.

What a gift.

Little Brothers provides 800 no-cost, uniquely door-through-door roundtrips rides every year. But they project the demand will increase by 43% in just two years! They are located in Hancock Michigan, up in the Keewenaw, and in Marquette, but they serve many other neighboring communities. If you live anywhere near them and have a little free time, consider driving someone to their doctor appointment.

*The lift bridge from Hancock one cold winter morning.*

Contact Little Brothers to find out more about the Medical Transportation Program, and all the other opportunities to bring joy into someone’s life. I guarantee you’ll feel joyful too.

And if you don’t happen to be lucky enough to live in Michigan’s UP, take a moment and look around your community. Chances are there’s an elderly person nearby that would love to become your Forever Friend. Or maybe would just appreciate a lift to the grocery store or the dentist.

Reach out, you won’t regret it.

July 7, 2023
by dawnkinster 22 Comments

Tradition

Cherry picking is a long standing tradition in my family.

As far back as I can remember the six of us would drive to an orchard and pick tart pie cherries, buckets and buckets of them, then schlep them all home and sit around the kitchen table pitting them and measuring them into freezer bags for future pies.

Now that I’m the only one still living in Michigan it’s mostly my job to go get the family cherries. It’s not a bad job. Last weekend the weather was perfect and I went out early Sunday morning to the orchard we used to visit as a family more than fifty years ago.

Lots has changed since then. What was once a simple fruit orchard now has a gift store and a winery and farm animals and a wagon ride out to the picking locations.

For many years when I’d visit I’d consciously look for families that looked like mine. Sometimes I’d see someone that looked like my dad, or like the four little blond kids that used to fill their buckets with the shiny red fruit.

Sunday I was there pretty early and the picking was outstanding. I was able to pick fourteen pounds in less than an hour, so I was back in my car before things got really busy.

But I got to watch a few families as they picked. One little boy kept exclaiming how beautiful the cherries were. (He was right.)

Another child was focused on finding the perfect tree. And another child in a different family was having deep conversations about tractors and cars with his dad, all the time picking away.

These are adventures they’ll remember forever. And maybe someday when they’re senior citizens they’ll pick cherries in this orchard and watch a new crop of families and smile just like I did.

July 5, 2023
by dawnkinster 22 Comments

Black and white

Margo, over at her blog, That Little Voice, posted a black and white photo for a challenge. It reminded me how much I enjoy black and white photography, and I said as much. We both mentioned that we don’t do many these days, and I suggested this week we each try to post one black and white image.

So I went out with Penny looking for an opportunity.

For me the thing about black and white is finding simplicity. I like images that aren’t busy, trending toward modern art.

I didn’t exactly find that on this search. But as soon as I took this shot I knew it could be interesting in black and white.

This is Penny exploring a boat ramp at a local lake when the lake was mirror smooth. I was letting her decide if she wanted to get her feet wet. She wasn’t excited about the chance, the only one with wet feet at the end of the day was me. She was curious about the water, hence the ripples around her nose.

I think I’ll keep an eye out for another black and white image when Penny and I are exploring. You never know when you’ll spot something cool. Thanks to Margo for inspiring me to go out and look for black and white!

July 1, 2023
by dawnkinster 24 Comments

First measured mile

Well hello everybody, it’s me, Penny!

Mom says I talk too much. You should hear me talk when she’s emptying the dishwasher or opening the tinfoil drawer! But I just had to tell you about mom making me ~~march~~ walk down a park path for a whole mile!

*This was the beginning of my 1 mile walk!*

OK, maybe she chose the time and day to go to the park because she figured not many other people with dogs would be out there. We have a lot of Canadian wildfire smoke right now and mostly people are staying inside.

We have been staying in too, but when you stay inside too long certain doggies get slightly ~~insane~~ impatient. At least that’s what mom says.

I have no idea who she is referring to.

*Mom says it’s important to look both ways before you cross the road.*

Mom was going to take me to a different park, but it was further away and I started complaining as soon as we were in the car. Mom and dad took me to the vet this week and I was certain she was taking me back there, so I told her I was not happy.

*Ok, I’ll sit pretty mom, but don’t expect me to do it again!*

She decided we’d go somewhere closer and prove to me that not all car rides end in a vet visit.

*Mom’s artsy-fartsy image from this walk. Boring, mom.*

This was was my very first time walking on a bike path! Good thing hardly anybody was around cause I did not stay on my side of the path. At all. But I had fun.

We only went to the half mile mark and then turned around. Mom didn’t want to overdo, she’s old you know. Plus it was warm and smoggy.

*I’m not sitting at the turn around mark either, mom!*

On the way back I decided it would be fun to play with the leash and leap around a lot and generally get in trouble.

*I don’t know why mom doesn’t think this is a fun game.*

Cause I’m a puppy, and that’s what puppies do. So I’m told anyway.

*I got all tangled up in my leash. We took a break in the shade.*

We had fun, mom got some pictures and I got to see some things I’ve never seen before. The teacher in my puppy class says it’s mom and dad’s responsibility to introduce me to 3 new things a week.

*There were great chewing sticks under the bench!*

Let’s see. I saw a lawnmower, a guy on bike, and a bench! Not to mention the crosswalk and a lady driving a golf cart. I think mom’s homework this week is done!

I hope next week’s homework assignment includes more wonderful ~~treats~~ experiences!

*Not sitting near these yellow flowers either, mom!*

I’m going to help mom plan more trips. I think I like checking out new places.

*Well OK, if I get to eat some I’ll sit here.*

But since I’m just a ~~little~~ puppy, I need ideas. Where do you think we should go this year?

I’ll get mom to make a list. I’d do it myself, but she doesn’t let me on the laptop very often. Something about getting dog hair in the keyboard.

*Mom! You take so LONG to do EVERYTHING!*

Whatever mom.

June 25, 2023
by dawnkinster 22 Comments

But wait! There’s more!

Here it is the end of June and I still haven’t shown you everything we did while camping in northern Michigan in early May. I showed you the stars, and the hiking and camping.

But did I tell you about the barns?

On one of the five days I spent near Sleeping Bear my friend and I drove around the very tip of Michigan’s little finger, taking pictures of the barns and orchards.

It was so much fun. The cherry orchards were just finishing up their blooms and the apple orchard’s blossoms were in their prime.

I haven’t been lucky enough to be there in the spring very often, and each time I round a corner and see a hillside in full bloom I’m stunned.

And of course all those orchards require barns, and there are so many beautiful barns in this part of our state, it’s hard to choose just a few to share with you.

I’ve been to visit Northport many times, and every time I’m there I find another barn that I just have to stop and shoot.

Sometimes it’s a barn I’ve taken pictures of every time I’m there. It doesn’t matter, the light or the trees or the angle or even my mood will be different.

The combination of orchards in bloom and barns is always irresistible.

And while we were there we went in search of trillium, which was also in full bloom that week. The famous Trillium Hill was a must stop.

We laughed about how many pictures of trillium a person needed. I am pretty sure the number is higher than I can count.

And of course there were marsh marigolds galore too.

Northport is a place that’s always hard for me to leave.

And though I never want to leave this special part of our state, I know I’m lucky I get to visit it often.

To think I almost didn’t get these images shared! The summer is marching on and soon I’ll be off on other adventures. But I’ll always love my time in Northport!

I hope you’ve enjoyed this abbreviated version too.

Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

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