…Upper Peninsula flowing rivers until spring.
Imagine yourself walking along this Upper Peninsula river last week. Imagine the river turning to ice. Imagine whispering “goodbye” to the flowing Silver River between L’Anse and Skanee.
Imagine publishing three days worth of freezing river photos. Imagine wondering if the readers are bored stiff with freezing river images. Imagine having to publish them anyway. Because the river insists.
Imagine the photographer attempting to take these river photos. Imagine how she felt weak and tired (mostly because she had just learned she had to have gall bladder surgery.)
Imagine how she sighed when she looked up at the river hills which must be climbed. Imagine how she muttered to herself. Imagine how the river really didn’t care. It had hired its photographer for the moment and her health was secondary to the beautiful shifts of ice and snow and flowing water.
Imagine how you will feel tomorrow–or the next day–when the freezing river series has ended.
Imagine how we Yoopers will feel for the next five or six months as the river remains solid, unchanging, covered with white snow. Imagine how the underwater fish feel. Imagine how the snowmobilers will feel as they roar along the frozen surface. Imagine the cross-country skier. Imagine the coyote, the wolf. Imagine how all of us will think of this frozen snowy river for the next half year.
When you’ve imagined that: you will know why these photos capture something precious. How they capture change before it seemingly ends for a while.
Yesterday–when we bought our Christmas tree in town–the last of seventeen Christmas trees available, mind you–I glanced at the river as we sped by. Only a lone strip of water remained in the middle.
It’s almost frozen solid.
In the middle of winter you might not even suspect that a river is a river. You might think it is a brief clearing in the trees. But a wise outdoorsman or woman would notice how the clearing follows a winding pattern into the distance. A wise person would tread carefully. Especially as spring arrives.
I discovered a United States Geological Survey worker measuring the Silver River as I prepared to leave. His colorful jacket shocked the black-and-white scene wide awake.
All shyness deserted this shy photographer as I approached him.
“May I take your picture?”
He looked a little startled, but agreed.
He gave me his card. Which the shy photographer promptly misplaced. He’s based down in Escanaba and the Keweenaw Bay Indian Community has hired his company to do baseline studies of the river.
He told me all about the river’s conductivity. I pretended to know what conductivity might mean. Here is what Wikipedia has to say about hydraulic conductivity. I’m sure that’s what he meant.
I truly wish I could find his card. It listed the website which we could click to learn all about the most current findings. (If it’s discovered later I will place the link here.)
Imagine that this is the last of the Upper Peninsula freezing water photos you will see for many months. If you see any photos in the spring, they will be thawing photos.
Thank you for your attention to the Upper Peninsula Rivers. They thank you, just before they stop babbling just in time for Winter Solstice.
I thank you for posting your frozen waters images! I have so many myself that I find simply amazing…and then, I think about how boring they all might seem to others without the exhilaration of the sun glittering, or untouched and unmarred by human anything…
I enjoy the images of winter…I dream of being in the woodstaking pictures like this(refer to my blog picture today,notice the coffee cup,smile)
You make these scences alive and joyful, coming alive with color and prose..
Love at the edge of ice…. They’re all beautiful..but it seems so long till spring. We’re getting our first real snow, though it’s been snowing since 12/1. I’m hoping spring is early this year. Sorry. But I am.
I thought I would be imagining the last days of your gall bladder in the only home it’s known all its life! Ice and snow? Always gorgeous, Kathy! And guess what—we have almost 100% decided to stay home in Michigan this winter! I’ll be looking for strangers in bright jackets myself when the color for hunger overcomes me.
Beautiful photos! Makes me wish I were there!
The river will flow all winter long. Even under a blanket of snow and ice, you will hear the water moving, waiting for the spring to reemerge and fill your blog with the coming Spring.
Kathy – “Log over river” is EXCEPTIONAL! We’re darn cold down here (just below the Wisconsin border), but our rivers haven’t frozen solid (yet)…
Oh Kathy, no….never boring. I love the many moods of your rivers and lake. Our rivers never freeze so this is a wonderful treat. And the very best part of it all…. the amazing photographer who shots these lovely photos!
Many hugs to you today……
I love that first image and also the root beer tornado in “Rivershape.” I’m surprised that your rivers freeze solid enough for snowmobiles! I’ve gone rafting on the Jordan in midwinter. Of course, this year may be different . . .
Beautiful photos, as always. Thank you for sharing the river with us. 🙂
Thank you for sharing. The river has just pulled up its blankets and started its winter slumber. Everything must have a period of rest.
Thank you all for your patient appreciation as the freezing river photo series ended. I hope your rivers are all doing well. Sending you all riversmiles and appreciation for your visits.
I really enjoyed your river photos. It reminded me of how different your waters are than ours; the color and vegetation along the banks. There is a reason why you were drawn to the river right now. It helps a person to sort things out, I think, as you watch the water flowing.
That makes sense, Christine. Watching water flowing does something for the soul… Thank you for visiting the river series.