She and I photographed on this swampy tract of hardwood forest on many occasions and with a broad selection of film cameras (Ebony 4x5, Hasselblads, Olympus RC, Olympus Trip, Agfa Isolette III, and Holga 120N). While the forests are beatiful and reknown here in the Upper Peninsula, we do not have Beech trees, which were predominant in this tract. I miss their prehistoric skin-like bark and their near transparent paper-like leaves which they clung to all winter.
"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity....and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.