The fire flies have arrived. I am always enchanted by their magic. Go outside tonight…feel the magic with those you love..
Great Lakes Region NA


looking at what is… seeing what could be. Welcome to my "Market Place" Sherry Cantrick…forever space cowgirl
The fire flies have arrived. I am always enchanted by their magic. Go outside tonight…feel the magic with those you love..
Great Lakes Region NA

…there are times we must howl to be understood.


I absolutely love this time of year….I can wear my horns and people think it is a part of my costume….Happy October…I am in love with this world.

Sleep Bear Point…my favorite Great Lakes hike….3.5 miles of scenic beauty on the bluffs high above Lake Michigan
The terrain entices my senses. The peace captures my soul.
Walking the dunes is an unfamiliar experience. Walking up a dune…each step forward…. drops backward, into a one-half step movement ahead. Heading down a dune …each descending step sinks into the length of two and balance is the focus.
The topography is forever in a world of flux as the winds find their way into making new pictures in the sands and the barren poles that once were thriving trees are buried in place as the granular tomb of nature absorbs their height.
After some time my imagination takes over…as I look at what is….seeing what could be….on this day I captured a mirage of two bodies of water merging into one.
2020

Early morning…a barge passes across the waters of Lake Huron in front of CedarCliffe. Slowly and precisely the tug pushes the flat boat with its precious cargo across the glass of Lake Huron. The deep drone of its diesel engine bounces across the silent waters and I feel the power as she moves echoing her mission. As I watch: twice…three times…4 times the little tug must back up…repositioning her bearings for she is moving dangerously close into shore. Finally… propelling around to the other side … the captain decides to return to the harbor to try the journey another day. The following morning…he returns… succeeding in their mission to save a neighbor’s precious cottage on the bluff of the waters edge.