Ice bridge, photo by Blondieyooper.
Winter at Lake Superior, Marquette, Michigan. Be sure to check it out bigger.
You can see other photos April took on March 3, 2009 and many more great shots in her Winter in the UP set (slideshow).
More great winter pics on our Michigan Winter Wallpaper page!
The trail to Summer, photo by the pentax hammer.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
~ Albert Camus
A note with these words was the first thing I read this morning. For a few days I’ve been watching a dark wave building, in Michigan and across the country as we realize that our problems are a whole lot more serious than most of us thought.
In times like this, it’s a good thing to have a bit of summer in your heart – is it in you?
This photo can (and should) be seen larger on black or in Gary’s Anywhere but here – The rest of Michigan set (slideshow).
Also be sure to check out the Summer slideshow from the Absolute Michigan pool!
ice field 04, photo by northern_latitudes.
Last Saturday, we checked out the Great Lakes ice from far above, so I figured we could zoom in for a shot of the scene on the beach. It was really hard to pick one from the 16 that Tim has, but guess that’s what slideshows are for. You can also see them in his Harbor Springs set (slideshow).
The scene reminds me a lot of the ice jam that happens on the shore of Lake St. Clair every spring – available on Michigan in Pictures here, here and here.
Hope you all have a great weekend!
Lake Superior Shore, photo by Treefarmer.
It’s been a while since I posted a straight-up winter background – be sure to check this out bigger for maximum chill. Treefarmer has some more great ones in his Upper Peninsula of Michigan set (slideshow).
Find more winter backgrounds on the Michigan Winter Wallpaper page.
gull slide, photo by mfophotos
Frequent Michigan in Pictures contributor Mark O’Brien has just published A Polaroid Elegy – My Last Year With A Polaroid Camera. He writes:
This book is really about a journey into the slightly surreal world of Polaroid photography. Not everything you see looks the same after being shot with a Polaroid camera, and this book may give you a better appreciation for the wonderful invention of Edwin Land. The film used to create the photos in this book will no longer be available, hence the title.
Click through to preview and order the book. You can see many Polaroid photos Mark has taken in his Polaroids slideshow (photo set).
No Polaroids you say? Savepolaroid.com (where you can learn more about the history of Polaroid and Edwin Land’s work) notes that on February 8, 2008, Polaroid Corporation announced that it will discontinue production of all instant film. Apparently there is something called PolaPremium that will be revealed in a few days, so all may not be lost. Speculation is rampant.
26 flowerpot, photo by northern_latitudes.
This photo is part of northern latitudes’ Point Aux Barques set of photos. You just gotta see the slideshow – some great shots of these cool rock formations and the Port Austin Reef lighthouse!
There’s some old photos of the Pointe Aux Barques area from the Library of Congress on Michigan in Pictures that you might enjoy too!
Sunset on the Two-Hearted River, photo by Vision Three Images – Michael Koole.
This photo is part of Michael’s Beach & Water Things and other sorta natural stuff set (slideshow). The Two-Hearted River was the setting for Hemingway’s short story, Big Two-Hearted River. An excerpt…
He stepped into the stream. It was a shock. His trousers clung tight to his legs. His shoes felt the gravel. The water was a rising cold shock.
Rushing, the current sucked against his legs. Where he stepped in, the water was over his knees. He waded with the current. The gravel slipped under his shoes. He looked down at the swirl of water below each leg and tipped up the bottle to get a grasshopper. The first grasshopper gave a jump in the neck of the bottle and went out into the water. He was sucked under in the whirl by Nick’s right leg and came to the surface a little way down stream. He floated rapidly, kicking. In a quick circle, breaking the smooth surface of the water, he disappeared. A trout had taken him.
Another hopper poked his face out of the bottle. His antennas wavered. He was getting his front legs out of the bottle to jump. Nick took him by the head and held him while he threaded the slim hook under his chin, down through his thorax and into the last segments of his abdomen. The grasshopper took hold of the hook with his front feet, spitting tobacco juice on it. Nick dropped him into the water.
Holding the rod in his right hand he let out line against the pull of the grasshopper in the current. He stripped off line from the reel with his left hand and let it run free. He could see the hopper in the little waves of the current. It went out of sight.
There was a tug on the line. Nick pulled against the taut line. It was his first strike. Holding the now living rod across the current, he hauled in the line with his left hand. The rod bent in jerks, the trout pulling against the current. Nick knew it was a small one. He lifted the rod straight up in the air. It bowed with the pull.
He saw the trout in the water jerking with his head and body against the shifting tangent of the line in the stream.
Nick took the line in his left hand and pulled the trout, thumping tiredly against the current, to the surface. His back was mottled the clear, water-over-gravel color, his side flashing in the sun. The rod under his right arm, Nick stooped, dipping his right hand into the current. He held the trout, never still, with his moist right hand, while he unhooked the barb from his mouth, then dropped him back into the stream.
He hung unsteadily in the current, then settled to the bottom beside a stone. Nick reached down his hand to touch him, his arm to the elbow under water. The trout was steady in the moving stream resting on the gravel, beside a stone. As Nick’s fingers touched him, touched his smooth, cool, underwater feeling, he was gone, gone in a shadow across the bottom of the stream.
Golden Journey…., photo by Doug Langham.
Doug has a great shot of a sport I’ve been itching to try. Wikipedia’s Stand Up Paddle Surfing entry says:
Stand Up Paddle, (SUP), is an emerging global sport with a Hawaiian heritage. It can be traced back to the early days of Polynesia. The sport is ancient form of surfing and began as a way for surfing instructors to manage their large groups of learner surfers as standing on the board gave them a higher view point increasing visibility of what was going on around them such as incoming swell….
Today SUP, or Stand-Up-Paddle, is gaining popularity as the demands for global-conscious green sports increase. Additionally the sport benefits athletes with a strong ‘core’ workout. SUP’ing is popular at warm coastal climates and resorts, and is gaining in popularity as celebrities are sampling the sport and cross-over athletes are training with SUP. SUPs have been spotted around the globe anywhere there is easy access to safe waters as well as in the surfing lineups of the world.
Like on the Great Lakes, for example. As the photo shows, the sport isn’t wave-dependent. However, as this video from Stand Up Paddle Surfing Magazine shows, it’s fun in the waves too!
Rock diving, photo by Church of One.
This photo was taken in September of 2006 in the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. You can see it bigger in Carol’s Michigan, My Michigan slideshow (photo set).
Flickr says the picture was taken near Indian Town. Their new Places pages have a link to the photo map and also some photos, groups and featured photographers for any place.
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