River Fog

Thick fog stretched the river between two land masses. I pulled to the side of the road to take a picture inspired by the view. The water before me moved like a thousand bees as the fog got thicker blocking my view of Canada. A blue steel mass emerged cutting through the thickness with ease;…

A Stranger’s Glance

The big window of light allows me to think as I write. Plenty of distractions to occupy my eyes, but not distract my train of thought. I hear and see fragments of people coming and going from this little coffee shop, their feet stepping just over the rim of my laptop. I and three empty…

Michigan’s Water’s Edge

On a drive through Grosse Pointe, MI, this was by far the most beautiful view I saw all day; where the Detroit River meets Lake St. Clair.

From the Inside

Beyond the large pane window, trees shake and lean, while the wind rocks back and forth on the swing set. The hot sun seems as though it could melt the dwindling snow scattered across our lawn and ice that has clung to our driveway. The temperature is eighteen degrees, but it’s the feels like that…