Back in the dunes
The dunes of Lake Michigan are always a magical spot. Whether arriving at dawn in quiet, golden light or on the tail end of an immense storm, there are few places I’ve found where it is easier to just blend into the natural world.
The light, sand and wind are always changing, literally minute by minute. The resulting patterns are often predictable, yet fascinating. And every time I’m also greeted by a delightful surprise or two—whether a dew laden damselfly, the track left by a snake or the bugle of a pair of sandhill cranes.
Dawn in the dunes seems like it could be 10,000 years ago
First light on a pond freshened by the morning breezes is hypnotic.
On a morning before the light turned golden, simple patterns are in stunning harmony with each other.
The wind is capricious and surprising, creating patterns as small stick bounces across the sand…
I love see the play of time in wind and shadow…
…or the marks left by the waves on the beach.
Light sparkling off the water is an essential magical element.
Back in time again to the bugling of a pair of sandhill cranes.
This entry was published on August 17, 2013 at 9:09 am. It’s filed under Patterns
and tagged damselfly
, Lake Michigan
, sandhill crane
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