Gales of November

THERE IS THE meditative beauty of what is undisturbed, what seems to be content with itself, what allows itself to be entered and explored. And then there is the beauty of turmoil. Of tempests. Of warring forces that forged the earth. Some like the water placid, still, serene as the color blue. But some like the look of a lady when she’s angry. There are things revealed only when the spirit moves beyond restless, things to be seen when the water reaches for the sky and when the sky reaches back and whips the sea. There are those who love the lake when she is quiet. And there are those who love the storms.


This accompanied a photo essay of Lake Superior by Bob Firth, Jay Steinke, Richard Hamilton Smith, and Craig Blacklock. It ran in Minnesota Monthly magazine in November, 2002.

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