Opening
Blue iris with petals unfurled
Hues of the pond (behind the Pow Wow grounds)
Tiny birch curl
Anishinabe elders teach "Water is the lifeblood of our Mother Earth."
Thistle
Where beach-goers once lingered...
Out to sea
Waiting to sway in the wind with the distant beat of Pow Wow drums in Baraga (a little over one week from now)
–brought to you by “vacationing” Silent Blogger
Lake Superior Spirit 
A picture is worth . . . well, you already know that. Yours are beautiful! I especially like the first one and the last one.
Thistle! And while this one looks completely different than those in Scotland, your photograph immediately transported me to the Highlands.
It is so nice here. Quiet. Steady. Present. Thank you Kathy! Love, S
The irises are some of my favorite colors!
Thank you 🙂
Anishinabe elders teach “Water is the lifeblood of our Mother Earth.” I wish everyone on the planet would abide by this truth. May ancient wisdom fill the earth.
What wonderfully appropriate photos to set a mood and tell a tale … I especially like the curl of birch bark.
That beach chair has my name on it 😉
Gorgeous!
I adore wild blue iris 🙂
Kathy,
Taking these photographic journeys with you is wondrous! Some really beautiful shots here! The path is quiet and serene!!!
I agree – Kathy, you are saying so much with these exquisite photographs. Quiet and serene indeed. May I wait with you for the beat of the pow-wow drums?
Admiring your beautiful iris, enjoying a quiet moment here…….
Beautiful pictures…bringing the serenity before the passion of the pow wow…wish I was there!