“A consequence of the lasting geometry of sailboats, these pictures capture my experience on our holy waters.” Mitchell Carter shares a photo series.

“In July, thunder swings wider and lightning with no rain means it’s time to dance.” Matthew Merson writes about summer’s air and rain.

“I swear it was hours, years, we floated, and I touched you like a fish in stillness.” Monica Rico writes about Lake Michigan.

Three watercolor and ink pieces from Kaisa Holmstrom, an artist based in Hancock, MI.

“I slink like mist to this place, as those before me, to be alone.” Claire Beeli wishes to understand.