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Two swans a’swimmin’, One eagle landing…

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Taking off toward Christmas from the first skim of ice on Keweenaw Bay


An eagle-eye view of Lake Superior in mid-winter

Huron Bay--looking down the bay. See our house way down there on the right? lol!

Barry’s ice fishing buddy, Mike Roth, took these photos of Lake Superior last Wednesday.  I feel like he’s our Roving Correspondent in the Air as he shared these aerial photos last winter.

Point Abbaye, Huron Islands, Huron Mountains

Mike owns a small two-seater plane and likes to fly up above our Keweenaw and Huron Bays.   He likes to gauge where the ice ends.

Keweenaw Bay

I would like to report that these photos are the latest up-to-the-moment ice conditions in our area.  But that simply isn’t true.

Here’s what happened.  On Friday, wicked winds blew in at a clip of 40-60 miles per hour.  Wind is not friendly to the newly-formed ice.  It blew beneath the fragile ends and distributed it much further out in the lake. 

On Sunday, the wind rose again and blew 30 mph gusts.  The ice heaved and splintered and broke off some more.

One of Barry’s other ice fishing buddies, Nancy, declared the end of ice fishing on Keweenaw Bay on Sunday.  She was ready to quit.

However, last night Barry heard the distant humming and thumping of ice forming once again on Huron Bay.  I think it’s a little too early to pack up the augers and ice tents and sled.

(Although–this just in!–overnight the ice on Keweenaw Bay broke up all the way into L’Anse.  This isn’t lookin’ good, fisherfolk…  Many tents and shacks are now floating on icebergs…)

Keweenaw Bay again

I like to look at these photos and imagine the eagles flying above the bays.  To imagine their swoop downward toward the water. 

What a wide vista we see from above!  Suddenly our world seems much larger, much clearer, more expansive.  We see for miles and miles and miles.

Sometimes our little challenges and problems become less important as we contemplate the Larger View. 

Don’t you agree?

Baraga's "Shanty Town" (see all the ice shacks of the fisherfolk?)

Gratitude down to your tippy-toes

Bald eagle


Good evening.  

It’s a dreary dismal night here in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.  Not raining now, but damp and dark. 

We just finished eating wild leek curry.  Anyone surprised?  I steamed some wild leeks-carrots-celery and added some pre-packaged chili curry.  Over brown rice.  Add an ear of fresh corn.  

River reflections

 Tonight’s photos come courtesy of yesterday or the day before or maybe the day before.  Anyone else losing time?  You know how when you’re in your 20′s time seems to actually be manageable?   Then, suddenly, as we age, time starts jumping around.  It starts scurrying!  It starts wagging its tail at us.  Pretty soon it’s barking.  And we’ve lost track.  One day blends into the next.  Is today Friday?  And how can we be sure?  We know the calendar says Friday, but could it be lying?

Close up: Spring. Background: Swirl of river.

 Thus, we’re all standing at the Friday cusp peering into the weekend.  Do we all have plans for the weekend?  Or do you (like me) have an open couple of days staring you in the face? 

 I used to get worried about Too Much Time.  What to do; what to do?

 These days I know the hours will pass like lightning.  Now you see them, now you don’t.

 What are you doing this weekend?

Fast-moving spring river

 I am watching a DVD called “Young Victoria”.  It’s quite good.  I would tell you what’s happening now, except that might give the plot away.

 Tomorrow night:  the movie “Precious”.  All I know is that Oprah liked it.  Hope it’s good.  That will be Saturday night’s activity.  Along with a bowl of popcorn.  Yum.

Look closely. Closer. Even closer. What do you see?

 See that photo?  I know it’s not very good quality.  Ordinarily I wouldn’t publish it.  Except–look!–can you see the pine spider sitting near the green root?  Yikes!  I didn’t even see the spider until Afterward.  Do you ever wonder how much you don’t see at the time? 

And while we're talking insects...what kind of creature is this?

 The above insect also provided some entertainment as it waltzed across my pants.  What was it?  A flying ant?  Will some insect-professor happen to pause by this blog and provide identification?  Wouldn’t that be nice?

 Wishing all of you a great weekend.  May you learn things you didn’t know yesterday.  May you see things you never even dreamed about (like the above insect.)  May you look under rocks and into the tops of trees.  May an eagle fly above you.  May you feel gratitude, down to your tippy-toes.

P.S.  Yes, the first photo is a bald eagle.  Even though you can’t see the white tail feathers.  I could see them clearly.  It was lunching on a road-kill deer before it sky-rocketed toward the heavens, trying to get away from the photographer.