blankets of blues
summer in sapphire and teal
I breathe between hues
seven ride the waves
still nuzzled in mother’s wing
paddling seasons past
gliding on thermals
freedom to speak or squawk while
clouds only whisper
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Miniature ice bergs stubbornly hold on to winter as Lake Huron welcomes Spring. The Great Lakes are a massive stage for seasonal transitions.
This photo was my contribution for The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge.
A contrast to my first submission, the endless white of snow reaches for the horizon on one of the Great Lakes. This will soon be the scene at the beach as we bid farewell to the warm blue waters of summer. Just thinking about it makes me very grateful for autumn.
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A familiar scene on the Great Lakes as a large freighter pushes on despite being enveloped by the morning fog. The view is surreal from the shoreline though not as calming for the ship’s captain. Mother Nature provides many challenges for those who navigate these waterways, the largest freshwater lakes in the world.
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