Delicate Reach
Concord, Michigan
We saw leaves go to glory,
Then almost migratory
Go part way down the lane,
And then to end the story
Get beaten down and pasted
In one wild day of rain.
From Robert Frost’s poem, “November.”
Available as a print on my Society6 store.
On a hike through the MacCready Reserve in May. Had these wildflowers growing up just about everywhere.
Processed using VSCO Film 05 Kodak UltraMax 400 Vibrant.
I originally stopped off the side of the road to grab a few photos of sandhill cranes. But the cranes were not cooperative, so I had to work with the sunrise on the side of the road.
“I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.” – Violette Leduc
A closer view of Multnomah Falls in Oregon, from a trip to Portland a few years back. Purchase a print.
Early- to mid-June is raspberry season in Michigan. Everyone knows that.
But I didn’t know that blackberries ripen in late July. And there they were. Smaller than the kind you usually buy in the store, and not quite as sweet. Finding a bush full of free ones, though, was all right.
My grandmother’s house growing up had one of every kind of berry: red, white, and black raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, and grapes. Diving into the pricker bushes was so worth it, just to get at those suckers.