I managed a few hours at Lake Superior, on the shoreline next to the mouth of the Montreal River, below Superior Falls this afternoon. Was only a few degrees above zero, but comfortable in down and heavy mittens. The Hasselblad is quick to work with and easy to pack and unpack in the elements, unlike a view camera. There were not the ice formations I am looking for on this shoreline so far this winter, so off to my favorite beach area between the Porcupine Mountain Wilderness and Ontonagon tomorrow to have at it again. My favorite time of the year behind the camera.
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
― Anais Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934