Musical patterns on the lake

With a weekend full of activities that already included an art exhibit reception, a 40-mile bike ride, and a baseball game, we decided to head out early this morning for some peace and quiet on a local lake.  We had hoped to be on the lake as the sun was rising, but Mother Nature had other plans and the dawn began overcast and cloudy.  As we launched our canoe we had the entire lake to ourselves, surrounded by the special stillness and quiet that is reserved for the earliest times of the morning.  The lake was calm and we paddled near a shoreline that was lined with cattails and had lily pads floating nearby.  As I looked at the lake surface and the reflection I felt like I was looking at a sheet of music with staff lines and notes placed in a pattern that was meant to be played and interpreted.  Perhaps it was a prelude to the day that was just beginning — a time of wonder and calm when all the world seems still and all you have to do for the next hour or so is relax in your canoe, paddle on the lake, and enjoy the hours as they quietly develop.

Balancing act

I’m pleased to announce that I have a collection of photographs that will be exhibited at the Hudson Hospital in Hudson, Wisconsin beginning this Wednesday, August 3rd.  The hospital has a wonderful healing arts program which includes over 200 works of art throughout the entire campus, including patient rooms.  My images for this exhibit are titled “Close to Home.”  I have been interested in the belief held by so many people that we must travel to faraway places to find the beautiful things in our world.  Yet in the small area of my city lot with its small brick house and gardens is a world of great beauty and wonder, like this monarch butterfly that balanced on a purple coneflower one hot day in July. The exhibit runs from August 3rd through December 11th.  There is an artist reception this Friday, August 5th from 6:00 to 8:00pm.  I invite any one near the Twin Cities area to come to the reception or to stop by the Hudson Hospital to see their fine exhibit.  For more information about the hospital or for directions, please go to www.hudsonhospital.org.

Racing with the rain

Now that my wrist has healed I’m enjoying getting back on my bicycle.  And with great summer riding weather I’m slowing working to build up my mileage.  Yesterday dawned gray and cloudy with the promise of sunshine by late morning.  A quick check of the doppler radar showed rain to the north, but not a problem.  Off we headed, cycling on a route we’ve ridden many times before.  As we neared our turn-around point we were confronted with ominous black clouds.  We conferred and decided it best to turn around and head back….as quickly as possible.  As luck would have it, the dark clouds were soon enveloping us, the wind was gusting from the right, and then from the left, and the rain was starting to come down.  We knew of a couple of places we could go for protection and we pulled under the eaves of a maintenance and storage shed just as the rain cut loose.  Nearby was a marsh filled with cattails.  As they waved back and forth in the wind and rain we stayed huddled under the eaves watching the lightning, listening to the thunder, and watching the storm pass through.  Once it seemed that the rain was beginning to let up we decided to get back on our bikes and ride the remainder of the way home.  Within a half-mile of the house we found that the pavement was dry and the rain hadn’t made it that far south.  Regardless of the weather (or perhaps because of the weather) we set new personal best speeds for our route and were only slightly soaked when we pulled into home.

Savoring summer

Although Minnesota is known as the land of 10,000 lakes that is actually quite modest as there are thousands more.  The advantage for those of us in urban areas in the state is that we are never very far from a wonderful lake.  Within a 10-mile radius of our home are a dozen plus lakes to enjoy.  On a calm summer’s evening earlier this week, we launched our canoe for a leisurely paddle.  We took along a light dinner to enjoy, a transistor radio to listen to the baseball game, and good attitudes to relax and appreciate the beauty of summer in Minnesota.  The colors of the sky and sunset reflected in the quiet waters of the lake.  In this photo you can see the power lines and electrical towers of the city, but you can’t see the interstate highway that is just on the other side of the far tree line.  On this evening there was no noise audible from the traffic, and we were serenaded by the call of a loon that was residing somewhere on the lake.  Except for the power lines, we could have easily been miles away from our urban life.  We were out on the lake for only a couple of hours but this short respite from the hustle and bustle, the noise and cacophony of the city life was a wonderful way to appreciate and savor the best of the summer season.

Wisconsin’s wild lupine

We ventured north this weekend to the shores of Lake Superior.  After a miserably cold and rainy week the weather cleared in perfect time for the weekend, and with little to no winds and mild temperatures it was a wonderful time to explore new areas.  We wandered the highways and county roads of northern Wisconsin and even went to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.  After the wet and late spring we’ve had, the roadsides are now in full bloom.  We were first treated to the white daisies and orange hawk weed that were abundant throughout the central part of Wisconsin.  Then as we reached the south shore of Lake Superior and continued to the north in Bayfield County, the lupine were in their prime.  I had seen photos of the wild lupine in the Bayfield area before, but they appeared to be in a large garden area.  I was not prepared for the plethora of blooms that were gracing the sides of the highways.  This photo was taken along the side of Highway 13 just north of Washburn.  With their blue, purple, pink, and white spikes they were a treat to the eyes and a reminder of how much we appreciate the colors of spring that replace the white of our winter season.