The Sky is the Limit

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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Scale.”

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Wooden Boats, Not Just For Vikings.

Artists & photographers who love romantic boating scenes inspire me.
Catching the light in a photo or in a painting. Saving a moment in time.

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Tresa Meyer-Clark, Artist
North Channel Yacht Club, Anchor Bay,
Algonac, Michigan

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I captured a lot of moments on my IPhone this past summer on the Great Lakes with my family. It was a bit hazy that afternoon in August. I uploaded this stunning wooden boat picture to my Instagram page and used a filter to enhance the colors.

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So adorable.
He just needs a wooden boat for the next photo shoot.
Most dog lovers have at least two dogs on board.
This guy was alone and wanted attention.

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Artist, Diana Windsor Grenier
Les Cheneaux Islands Art Gallery
Hessel, MI

A photo of a painting by Artist, Diana Grenier

I love this painting of a bears flying by as they ride in wooden boat.
Shot this at Somerset Yacht Club, Boyne City, MI
Diana’s Gallery/Shop
Sommersetpointe.com

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Illustrator, Suzanne Sakurasnow
Netherlands

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Suzanne Inspired me to create this post about wooden boats.
She has a stunning website and blog and this is her post about a Viking Long Ship.

The Things I Forgot to Say

Every day we go about our business with one day leading into another like a continuous movement of waves on the ocean. Some waves are big, and some are really big and frightening. Then suddenly, I wake up from that horrible dream of a tsunami and feel so blessed to be alive! On a really good day on the water, a sailor needs some wind to arrive at his destination. So where am I going with this? Sometimes it’s the simplest things in life that make us happy, like watching the sun set on the shoreline, or the fisherman cast his line, and the turtles poke their little heads above the water. I guess it’s the scary things I experienced that helped me to grow and learn to appreciate the little things. Yes Dad, I did pray to God, to please get us home safe that windy day on Lake Michigan in Little Traverse Bay. I was so scared. Seven foot waves coming from more than one direction — slapping the 46′ Maxum with sheets of water that sprayed over us — was a day you hoped you’d already made “peace with your maker”. I was not proud of myself, when I got sick in Ron’s green cooler with that lonely can of beer in it. That boat ride to Lake Charlevoix was the longest trip ever! So, what I forgot to say is, growing up on the lake was a blessing, and I’m glad you were at the helm that day when the weather was worse than they had reported. I remember you said, “that’s just a part of boating, I hope we didn’t scare you away.” Even though I trust your judgement and your 30-plus years of experience on the big waters, I’m still a little afraid. Maybe that’s part of what makes it exciting, like the tsunami dream when I suddenly wake up and feel happy to be alive! Thank you for all the years of amazing adventures on the Great Lakes, and for being my Dad.

This video is from July 4, 2014, one of my treasured memories.