Spring | Change Is Hard

June 4, 2021
by dawnkinster 31 Comments

Epic camping experience

Time is sliding by and I haven’t shared my wonderful camping experience from last week. And it would be a shame if you missed that because it was amazing and it definitely made me smile.

You know that usually I camp alone with my Katie-girl, but this time Katie stayed home and I met a couple of friends at a campground on the Platt River, within the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Park. The three of us had kayaked this river last fall, and checked the campground out back then.

*The trail from the parking lot to our sites.*

And one of my friends knew someone who told us about the walk-in sites which are even more beautiful because you’re not near anyone else. No one’s generator will be running all night. No listening to people partying around the campfire in the next site, because there’s so much space between them.

Plus, if you have to carry everything to your site you’re not apt to be partying late into the night! Trust me on this.

Our first afternoon one friend and I got tents set up on our two sites. We were at the end of the trail so no one else would be walking by. As it turns out, most of the time no one else was out there at all.

*It was a short hike over the dunes to the lake.*

Once we were set up we walked the .8 mile through some low sand dunes to the beach on Lake Michigan. It was a dark and pretty cold afternoon, but it was good to walk after our long drive to the campground. And you can’t beat the view once we got out to the shore!

The next day we decided to take a hike on trails within the park, looking for three small lakes. We drove around on some narrow dirt roads and accidently ended up back at the beach, just further down from where we walked the day before. It was beautiful, but still kind of stormy with a threat of rain.

Eventually we found the trailhead.

The woods were beautiful, filled with wildflowers. My friend had an app on her phone that told us what they were.

*This was really tiny, but the bright color made us notice it all over the forest floor.*

Of course I don’t remember any of it, except for this lady slipper.

*This ladyslipper was right next to the trail, just begging to be noticed.*

We found the first lake just as it began to sprinkle. But we didn’t let a little rain stop us.

*Bass Lake, the smallest of the three lakes we walked around.*

We continued on around the first lake; the trail led right through a deep, wet boggy place, with no option except to just get our feet soaking wet. We were compensated for that by seeing a beautiful, lush fern right there.

We eventually found all three lakes as the rain continued. Of course I had left my raincoat in the car where it could stay nice and dry.

Ah well, we enjoyed seeing the woods and the flowers, and the lakes, and when we got back to our campsite our other camping friend was arriving!

We had a lovely dinner….

…and an even lovelier campfire where we heard coyotes loudly discussing something important….

….and went to bed. During the night foxes yipped and owls hooted and we knew we were truly in the woods!

The next day we kayaked down the river again. We were looking forward to a nice easy paddle, but the wind picked up, and we had to work really hard across one long lake, and every time the river turned to the west into the wind.

By the time we got to the mouth of the river we were definitely tired!

But not too tired to hike the Empire Bluff trail! The trail goes up and down through some beautiful woods.

And the first view you get of the shoreline is stunning.

But it was soooo windy by then it was hard to stand up on the bluffs and look at the view for long, so we drove down to another beach to watch a guy who was windsurfing.

And then we went to a diner and had a burger! It was my first restaurant experience since February of 2020. It was amazing.

Our last night at camp was windy with a big thunderstorm blowing over. Lightening and thunder and wind, the perfect ending to a perfect three days in norther Michigan!

We packed up in the morning, walking everything back down the long trail to the car.

*Packing up always takes longer than setting up.*

It took a bit of work, but it was definitely worth it to camp back in the woods away from everyone. We had so much fun, it was peaceful and beautiful and I’d do it again next week if I could.

Oh wait. Next week I’ll be camping in the Upper Peninsula. Not at a walk-in site, but it will be beautiful in a different sort of way.

Stay tuned.

May 28, 2021
by dawnkinster 11 Comments

Weekly smile

I have so many things to smile about this week, so many that there’s not enough time to sort through them all.

*“A guy can’t get any privacy around here.”*

As you have likely guessed I was camping way over by Lake Michigan again. Lots of pictures to sort through. Not enough time.

*“If I stay still, she’ll take that blasted camera out of here.”*

So this week I’ll stick to things around the house that have made me smile. You will note I don’t show you the garden as the grass and weeds infiltrating it do not make me smile.

*“Hurry, children! They’re watching us from both sides!”*

But my little friends sure did!

*“I don’t think you’re doing that right down there!”*

May 27, 2021
by dawnkinster 29 Comments

Joyous Lilacs

I’ve seen pictures of the Pt. Betsie lighthouse in lilac season. I’ve been covetous of those images because I’ve never seen it myself, never timed a visit to the lighthouse, one of my favorite places in this state, at exactly the right time.

*I always get a happy feeling, deep down inside, at the first sight of the Pt. Betsie beach.*

Yesterday, on my way home from a 3 night camping trip near the Sleeping Bear Dunes, I finally got to check that as done.

The lilacs were at their peak, the sky was cerulean blue with a few wispy white clouds, we were the only ones there.

Perfection.

*The view the other way was pretty striking too.*

I have many reason to love this lighthouse, one being it’s where my parents visited during their honeymoon in 1953, and where they went for their 50th wedding anniversary a year before they died.

*Gentle waves lapped at the base of the lighthouse.*

I like to sit and think about them there, and I hope they were close when I squealed at my first sight of the purple blooms against the white of the lighthouse.

*The iconic image. Even though I have hundreds of these I can’t resist this angle every single time I visit.*

I imagine they were, possibly, even squealing along.

May 21, 2021
by dawnkinster 19 Comments

Eagle search

In the past weeks we’ve seen stunning portraits of an eagle on Facebook, taken in the nearby Great Lakes National Cemetery. There’s a nest out there, says the photographer, so I thought I might head out early one morning and see if I could find the noble family too.

I got to the cemetery a little after six, just as the sun was beginning to think about emerging. There was no one out there but me and the stirring wildlife, moving quietly in the mist rising from the water into the cool morning air.

*The sound of geese wings were the only noise on this beautiful early morning.*

I drove to the very back of the cemetery which borders on a small lake. The photographer had said he parked at the back and walked across a field. I could see there was a newly plowed field adjacent to the very back of the cemetary.

How hard could it be to find an eagle’s nest?

*Early spring in Michigan, the colors almost look like fall.*

I tromped around that field with my feet getting increaingly wet and muddy. I saw plenty of spots I thought an eagle’s nest should be, but I never found the nest.

On my way past the lake again, headed toward the car, the rising sun was making the mist glow.

And the grave markers were beginning to glow too, hit from the east with the first direct rays of the day. Row by row names were being iluminated, making the sheer size of the loss overwhelmingly obvious.

I decided that was enough to call the photo shoot a success.

Even though I never saw an eagle.

May 19, 2021
by dawnkinster 32 Comments

Reunion in the woods

After more than a year of near isolation, this week I was finally able to travel to Ann Arbor to visit my Aunt. We used to get together regularly, to attend concerts and theater, to walk in gardens or around her neighborhood. But since February of 2020 we’ve only connected on the phone.

*Backlit may apple blossom hiding under the leaves.*

But we’re both fully vacinated and when the CDC lifted some restrictions we both felt comfortable meeting for a walk through the woods.

*I’m not sure what this plant is. It was tall, with small leaves on the flower stem, but larger leaves at the ground.*

She said she’s been walking at a metropark and that the dogwood was gorgeous this year. I hadn’t noticed dogwood in my woods yet so I was excited to see it for myself.

*The yellow flowers were beautiful around this bench.*

It was a Monday, when most people were working, so we had the woods to ourselves. The sun was shining, and it was warm enough to take off the sweatshirt early in our walk.

*Happy little violets were tucked away everywhere.*

We had such a lovely time, chatting and bringing each other up to date on things we’d been doing during the pandemic year.

*Little vignettes like this were easy to find.*

The woods glowed for us, with trillium….

*Not the sweeping waves of trillium of last week, but elegant in it’s own way.*

…and wild geranium….

…and even several jack in the pulpit plants!

But it was the dogwood that stole the show. It was everywhere toward the end of our walk. I loved the shapes…

*A hint of color, but a distinctive shape in silhouette.*

I loved the color.

I loved the optimism that dogwood provides, proof summer is on the way.

Everything in the woods that day made me smile, but what made me smile the most was finally spending time with my Aunt. That’s priceless.

Wordless Wednesday

May 19, 2021 by dawnkinster 8 Comments

May 14, 2021
by dawnkinster 30 Comments

The next day

When I left you last, we had just spent the late afternoon exploring Trillium Hill and some of the backroads around Leelanau County. The next morning I lounged around in bed for a bit, enjoying the view from my window. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful day.

After we spent some time tickling orange tummies, we headed back out to see what we would find.

Since we had seen Trillium Hill with the sun going down behind it, we wondered what it would look like with the morning light on it’s face. We were not disappointed.

*Happy flowers with the morning sun warming them.*

At first I thought I’d just take a general shot from the road. After all, I had all those images from the day before. And who, really, needs more than a few dozen pictures of white flowers?

*The cowslips (or marsh marigolds) liked the morning light too.*

Well. I just couldn’t resist, because the light was different in the morning, and everything looked fresh and happy.

We probably stayed way too long there, but after all, we’re both retired. What better way to spend a morning than among acres of flowers?

*Another little pretty, hiding among all that white.*

Eventually we left the magic hillside to see what else was out there. Turns out there was a lot. But first we stopped at a winery to pick up a few bottles and enjoy the view.

*I loved the layers, from the dandelions to the grape vines to the two colors of orchards and the tall trees behind.*

Then we wandered, on conservatory trails, through woods just waking up to spring.

*How could you resist following this trail?*

Spring was enjoying a resurgence, but sometimes you had to look carefully.

We spent a lot of time in the woods. But we also drove on a lot of roads, looking for pretty stuff. It wasn’t hard to find things to stop for.

*Roads meander through such beauty that I can’t believe people don’t drive off the road just looking at everything.*

But mostly we kept our eyes open while we traipsed through the woods. We saw bleeding heart…

…and more Jack in the pulpit…

…and lots of regular stuff just bursting open in joy.

It was my last full day in the north, in the morning I’d be heading home, sad to be leaving but so very glad I’d been able to see spring in my favorite part of the state.

Usually my visit here is all about the lake. Or the stars. But this time it was more about the land. And what glorious land it is! I saw lots of good stuff on my drive home too, but it’s hard to top cherry blossoms and trillium.

They sure made me smile.

May 13, 2021
by dawnkinster 22 Comments

Trillum, cherry blossoms and a barn or two

There’s no better place to spend a weekend then in Michigan’s little finger, and I was lucky enough to spend last weekend there at the home of a friend. This trip had a specific purpose, to see Trillium Hill and cherry orchards in bloom.

*What’s that over there? Could it be a barn??*

But first I had a several hour drive up and across the middle of the lower peninsualia of Michigan. Right through farm country.

Plus I was lucky enough to have some pretty interesting skies which kept taking me off the freeway and on to back roads looking for that perfect combination of barn and sky. I kept promising myself that I’d get back on the road and stop stopping. But it was hard.

*This was my favorite barn on the trip north.*

When I eventually made it to Traverse City, still half an hour from my destination, the storm front I’d had so much fun photographing had gone through, the temperatures had dropped into the mid 30s, (-1.11F), and the wind had picked up. On the 7th of May sleet was hitting my windshield.

*Traverse Bay didn’t look very inviting.*

Things didn’t look promising for a photoshoot of flowers or orchards! But by late afternoon the sun was beginning to peek through clouds and temperatures, though not balmy, at least weren’t freezing. Still, we put on our winter coats, hats and gloves as we headed out to Trillium Hill.

*Waves and waves of trillum lit by a sinking sun.*

The hill is covered in acres of white blossoms and the lowering sun softened the light, making them glow.

*Trillums, the state flower in Michigan, as far as you could see.*

It was unlike anything I’d ever seen. And though you’d think there were only so many pictures to take of trilliums, you’d be wrong. There were infinite ways to try to capture the moment, and I tried to get them all.

I didn’t want to miss the cowslips along a small creek at the base of the hill…

…or the jack in the pulpit that gleamed in the evening light.

*I loved the light shining through the leaves.*

And of course, the stars of the show, the hundreds and hundreds, the thousands of trillum as far as the eye could see. There was simply no way to encompass the entirity, it was almost hard for me to believe it was real, and I was standing in the middle of it all.

Eventually we tore ourselves away from the hill and went looking for cherry orchards in bloom. Luckily there were still some puffy white clouds just begging to be used as a backdrop.

*Rows of beautiful trees covered hillsides, shining against a bright blue sky.*

Not everything was in bloom yet, but the trees that were, were stunning.

*It felt like spring had finally arrived.*

It was a treat to drive the backroads looking for something special. And look what we found.

So the very first day of my weekend up north we managed to find both our objectives, trilliums and cherry trees. What was left to do the next day?

Guess you’ll have to wait and see.

*We liked the shadows on this barn. The end of a good day.*

May 4, 2021
by dawnkinster 21 Comments

Orange smile

I know you saw my orioles already. But it’s early in the season and I’m sure you don’t mind seeing a better image of the youngster that’s hanging around. He’s not fully grown up yet, I figure he’s one of the babies from last season.

*I’m young, but I’m still the most handsome dude around.*

I’m glad he’s made it home, because he, and the rest of them, make me smile.

More exciting news, my hummingbird couple arrived at our feeder today. I’m sure I’ll have images to share soon. They’ll make you smile too, guaranteed.

April 22, 2021
by dawnkinster 31 Comments

Tiny little surprise

I’ve been seeing a couple of bluebirds flitting around, mostly in the neighbor’s front yard. Tonight I saw one in our front yard while I was walking Katie. No camera. Dog.

You know the usual excuses.

But I smiled that I even saw him and Katie and I continued on our walk.

This evening as the sun was going down I noticed this guy sitting in the back yard on the garden fence and I shot through a filthy window while he posed.

It’s not perfect, but it makes me smile.

Then he hopped up on our rain guage and posed again. Just to be sure I got his good side, I suppose.

He even stared at me for awhile, and didn’t fly off.

In fact, I gave up before he finally flew down into the grass for some tasty morsel. I think I have to figure out how to be outside in the evenings if he’s going to hang around. Images without dirty glass between him and me might be spectacular.

Just the thought makes me smile.

Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

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