Early Morning on the Muskegon River Delta

 

 

Morning Shadows

Dog Days of Summer

Already the dog days of summer are upon us.  In the mid-west Queen Anne's Lace is abundant in every untilled field, fence row and highway shoulder.  There is a tinge of yellow in the Poplars and the air smells of autumn.

As usual, I am not ready.  It seems summer has only just begun.  I didn't go trout fishing nearly often enough, as usual.  I didn't get as many photos as I had planned.  My plan for this blog was to update it with at least one new picture every day.  Too many things left undone.

Next summer...

Sunrise Over the White River

Cursing circumstances, whatever they were, I was wide awake a little before 6:00 this morning.  A glance out the window to check the weather revealed a low flying fog over the river and surrounding marsh.  There was a potential for spectacular sunrise photos so I grabbed the camera and tripod and headed to the fishing bridge.  Arriving just in time to capture this golden glow about ten minutes before the sun crested the horizon, I quickly set up the camera and took the shot.  It required some Photoshop work to reveal the minimal detail in the brush and reeds at the left as well as a contrast adjustment to intensify the golden reflections against the blue sky.  Maybe it was worth a couple hours of lost sleep.  Even so, I am beginning a campaign to move sunrise to about 11:00 A.M.  Anybody with me?

Antique Street

Downtown Montague is all about antiquing.  I am drawn to photograph this line of shops every time I walk by; each time I see something different.

This time it was the dominant vertical nature of visual elements.

Fishing in the Marsh

Lady fishing in the marsh next to the White River near Whitehall, MI.

Petie the Pigeon

A Rock Pigeon had been frequenting the Trailway Campground most of the summer; residents had nicknamed him "Petie."  In mid-July he mysteriously disappeared and then the first of August, he reappeared.

During his absence there were many guesses as to what had happened to him.

These illustrations show what my friend, Rocky, had been suggesting all along.