My soul sings when I am at Lake Michigan during all seasons. I find it most interesting in the winter or on cloudy days or when blue skies fill the frame. And so it is.
"If the sight of blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive."
~ Eleanore Duse