zen.tog.ra.phy: rhythm in reflection

Recently after returning from a weekend workshop, we stopped in the lazy lakeside town of Harbor Springs Michigan.

As I strolled along the pier on that warm fall day, I found myself drawn to the reflections on the water.

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The more I stopped and studied, the more patterns I saw in the water below.

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I started to feel a rhythm in the water and wind, and magically patterns appeared again and again.

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The rhythm I felt in the reflections below would comeĀ and go as the west winds blow.

I look forward to returning to this charming town, to see what other treasures are to be found.

Thanks for reading

Tom