Black Crown / Monica Rico

“& of course there are flowers without scent, the ostentatious hydrangeas cover the house lest it not look like the others…” Monica Rico writes on flowers, herons, and walking women in “Black Crown.”

Gardenscape / Lucie Harmon

Lucie Harmon shares photography from peak season in the garden.

Once Upon a Sun-Kissed Erie / Brennan Schilling

Brennan Schilling shares a golden photo.

Sailor Portraits / Stephanie Slat

Stephanie Slat shares three portraits from time under sail.

Beach, Lake Michigan / Annaka Saari

“Sitting in the sand I remember the blue-gray strokes of a painting my grandmother created years ago.” Annaka Saari reflects on time spent at Lake Michigan.

Pyramid Point / Christopher Slat

A photograph from Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore by Christopher Slat.

Little Carp River & Watershield on West Bear Lake / Christian Hurt

Christian Hurt shares photography from a road trip through the Upper Peninsula in July.

Sound and Water / Tyler Duffrin

“The cicadas, the birdsong, it’s like a symphony, it’s outrageous.” Tyler Duffrin reflects on our continuous search.

Canadian Fires / Keith Taylor

“The moon is red tonight and there’s a tang of pine smoke in the air.” Keith Taylor reflects on the 2023 haze.

Holy Water / Mitchell Carter

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

Watching A Thunderstorm From My Back Porch, My Daughter Turns To Me And Says / Matthew Merson

“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.

To Skip a Stone / Monica Rico

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

Painting my View / Kaisa Holmstrom

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

Self-Portrait as Unhearing Jay / Claire Beeli

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