The Anna Scripps Whitcomb Conservatory is a greenhouse and botanical garden located in Detroit, MI on Belle Isle. It was designed designed by the firm of George D. Mason and Albert Kahn, and built between 1902 and 1904. It is the oldest, continually operating conservatory in the United States.
These red pines are located on a preserved area along Michigan's coast. This area is a classic Great Lakes dune system including high wooded dunes, open dunes and a sandy beach.
Nearly all of the forest land in Michigan was cut or burned during European settlement. By the early 20th Century all that was left behind was a virtually barren landscape of windswept sand where few crops could grow.
Over a hundred years later, with replanting and maintenance, the pines again are growing tall again and we are treated to forests close to what they would be if untouched by man.
This spring has definitely been a challenge. It seems like we've had a lot of wintery weather and strange and extreme weather patterns. During one such storm, I decided to go out to the lighthouse because it represents shelter and safety. Lighthouses function as navigational aids and to warn sailors of dangerous areas.
It's been a while since I've added to the "Into Nature" series. The weather was bitter cold and windy and it was overcast, but the trees in this space inspired me. This is an old growth space. It is a protected forest and dune area. There are areas closed off from visitors to protect the ecosystem. We stayed on the marked trails to obey the rules and to do our part to keep this area pristine and protected. So for the first time in the series, a trail is in included in the image.
Temperatures might not indicate that it's spring, but this little guy and his mate sure do. They've been singing outside my window for the past five days. Well, more like he's been singing and his mate has been chirping.
It is early Spring in Michigan. The leaves are barely starting to bud on tree branches and the grass and marsh still have brown hues. Given the monochromatic colors of the season, I decided to head out on my hike with black and white film.
The eagles have returned again this year and are nesting across the marsh. I did not see the osprey. I'm hoping to see them again this year, too.
I am still struggling to plan elaborate concepts with a team. I just haven't been in the mood to socialize much. Instead, I have been enjoying my hikes alone in the woods with the animals. Nature is soothing. My dad loved nature and so do I. It seems when I hike alone, I am able to save a piece of my dad's memory. In a way, even though I've always loved hiking, it has now become a way to honor him.