With sorrow I share that last week we suddenly and tragically lost my husband’s nephew at the age of 26. Buddy spent time around the docks of our seaplane base off and on from the time he was a toddler. He started his flying career with us in 2004 and was back to work for us this summer. He was a gentle soul with a dimpled grin and quick wit, and he was an excellent pilot.
My tears fall and mix with the summer rains.
Like the rain the sadness comes in varying volume, randomly; sometimes sudden, tumultuous; sometimes softly, gently.
Like the rain the sadness passes. The sun returns with warmth and light. I go on, stronger.
While shooting the spectacular morning of previous post, I noticed a bright patch of light to the right side of the island.
At first I thought it was a beam of sunlight breaking through the mist but as the morning brightened and at closer look, a spectrum of colour was clear.
The full range of colour became even clearer as it seemed to stretch and move closer to shore.
Physics was not a strong subject of mine in school and is still a challenge to process. Even searching on line to find what this is or how it is formed made my head hurt. The best (simplest) info I found was this Wikipedia article for ‘prism‘. What I do know is it was a treat to notice and capture it.
There are a number of locations around me that never disappoint when it comes to offering beautiful scenes. Irene Lake, just 15 miles by air south of us, is one of those treasures. The water is crystal clear and there are many beautiful sand beaches. Conveniently, we operate a couple of outpost cabins on this lake which require the occasional visit for upkeep and maintenance. 😉
Irene is on a chain of lakes that has been a popular canoe route for centuries. In fact, the beach where the Gamble River runs into Irene Lake has offered up to the diligent observer pieces of pottery or primitive weapons. We affectionately call the spot Artifact Beach. During our last visit, I spent a little time not looking through the lense of my camera and stumbled across the treasure below.
Of course, I also took a few scenery pictures and selected a view from the water towards the entrance of the Gamble River for my August desktop. If you would like to use the calendar for yours, click here and select the appropriate screen resolution. Enjoy.
Where a branch dips into the flowing water, ice builds up. Snow piles on top and unusual formations take shape.
This shot was taken at 1/320 of a second and freeze some but not all of the foaming water.
I look forward to returning to this creek with my tripod and more time to play with the capture of liquid and solid.
Water cascades over rocks in the creek glazing them as temperatures hover around the freezing point.
I will return once more
Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, bo-oo-oom
(Land of the Silver Birch, unknown)
Where the Michipicoten River meets the edge of Lake Superior, is a beautiful sand beach and rocky outcrop. Securely situated on that rugged point is a quaint, historic retreat. Rock Island Lodge invites one to escape and/or explore. I wish my stay there had been long enough to do both. I hope to return once more.