Joe enjoys many outdoor activities. These are some of the photos he has taken. New photos will be added from time to time, so visit often 🙂
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♥The butterfly is a flying flower. The flower is a tethered butterfly. — Ponce Denis
♥ Some men go fishing all of their lives without knowing it is not the fish they are after.
∼ Thoreau
♥ Where ever our path takes us, we may find peace and beauty.
∼ Joe
♥ So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and live your life.
∼ Mary Oliver
♥ I am the lighthouse, I cannot rescue… but I can help find the way.  ∼ Author unknown
♥ All things seem possible in May.
∼ Edwin Way Teale
♥ A flower blossoms for it’s own joy. ∼ Oscar Wilde
♥ Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. –Anton Chekov
♥ I am unfinished as the shoreline along the beach, meant to transcend myself again and again.
∼ Joan Anderson
♥ But where, after all, would be the poetry of the sea were there no wild waves?
∼Joshua Slocum
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♥ Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.
∼ Kahlil Gibran
♥ The sun always shines above the clouds.
∼ Paul F. Davis
♥ In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.
∼ John Muir
♥ Winter’s icy realm brings a silent stark beauty.
∼ Joe
♥ The clouds hung like a watchful guardian over the icy water.
∼ Joe
♥ Our tradition is that of the first man who sneaked away to the creek when the tribe did not really need to fish.
∼ Roderick Haig-Brown
♥ In the cold, winter held a poetry of it’s own.
∼ Winter’s Passage
♥ Tapestry of the heavens.
∼ Joe
♥ An animal’s eyes have the power to speak a great language.
∼ Martin Buber
♥ When I look at a lighthouse, I see my past and my future. It whispers to me, and I listen. – Scarlett Miles
♥ I am the daughter of Earth and Water, and the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.
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Waterspout over Lake Michigan in SE Wisconsin, Sept 2023. Photo courtesy of Brent Hess and his coworker.
♥ Nature’s fury, yields no leeway to man.
∼ Joe
♥ The sun sneaks through the clouds, for a heavenly display on the waters.
∼ Joe
♥ Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.
∼ John Muir
♥ In all things of nature, there is something marvelous.  ∼Aristotle
♥ A river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure.
∼ Oliver Wendell Holmes
♥ Serenity is not freedom from the storm, but peace amid the storm.
∼ Barbara E. West
♥ If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
∼ Anatole France
♥ In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace.
∼ John Muir
Morning Kenosha sky, June 2023
Our harbor, late spring
♥ The flowering fields and meadows arrive on a fare spring breeze.
∼ Joe
♥ Be the sun breaking through the clouds.
∼ A.D. Posey
The Pike River, late winter as it flows through Southeast Wisconsin. Photo by JoAnn Campolo
Fishing is the chance to wash one’s soul with pure air. It brings meekness and inspiration, reduces our egoism, soothes our troubles, and shames our wickedness. It is a discipline in the equality of men–for all men are equal before fish. —Herbert Hoover
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An Amish farmer plowing near Dalton, Wisconsin, while his dog keeps watch. (He granted permission to photo)