Whitetail Deer Lunches in White Lake

A Whitetail Deer browsing on Water Lilies in White Lake.  This was taken just at the instant he saw me; a split second later he was bounding off to the right into a tall stand of cattails.  I have never before seen a deer wading up to his belly in a lake for food.

The breeze was blowing in my direction so he didn't smell me or hear me until the fourth click of my shutter.  This was the best shot with him looking directly into the camera.

Sailboarding on Lake Michigan

Still Life - Apricots & Grapes

This was shot in the shadow of our trailer at about 3:00 P.M. today.  If you look carefully, you will see my reflection in the grapes as well as tree tops in another.

Lake Michigan This Afternoon

Five to six foot waves breaking over the south sea wall at the White Lake Channel.

Yesterday at the Laundry

Boy and Machines

Little Sister Models

No matter where I am, there is something interesting to photograph.  When I was about the age of the boy in the top photo, I went with my mother to a laundry-mat in Deming, New Mexico.  My arm got caught in a washing machine ringer (you have to be familiar with the time to know what that is); Mom rushed over, hit the release lever and saved me.  Nonetheless, it was a trauma burned into my memory forevermore.

Bicycle Repairman

My bike has an annoying click whenever I'm pedaling.  After greasing all the bearings, adjusting the derailleur, and replacing the pedals, to no affect, he advised me to turn up the radio.  No charge for the advice.

An Old Saw Horse and a Stack of Firewood

Late afternoon sunlight - the "Golden Hour."

Bird of a Brown Feather

Rarely do we get pigeons in the park, even more  rare is this brown pigeon.  The bird has been hanging around for about two weeks now.  It seems nearly tame, at least very comfortable with people.

If anyone has any information about brown pigeons, please let me know.  I haven't seen much on the Internet and most of the people who have posted were as surprised as I am to be able to get so close to a wild bird - or is it really wild?

Wandering Around in the Early Morning

 What idiots get up and go walking at this time of day?  I wasn't really walking, just shuffling along, numbly wondering why one foot kept stepping out in front of the other.

At a break in the tree line there was this gorgeous pattern and coloring in the clouds above the marsh.  Seeing the way the light set apart the cattails and grazed the grape leaves made the venture outdoors worthwhile.

Down at the fishing bridge when the sun was a couple degrees higher, the sky colors reflected off the river in a glorious display and I was the only one to see it - it was all just for me.  But I'm sharing; you can thank me later - sometime after my nap.

Nap Time

Beside the Montague/Hart Bicycle Trail, this gentleman found a nice place for a nap on a warm Sunday afternoon.