It always amazes me how much a view can change given the day, time, weather, etc. You can walk a certain path multiple times, but you never have the same view twice. Some days, the fog rolls in during the early morning hours and permeates the Jack Pine forest, magnifying the sense of solitude and quietness. Then, you're interrupted from those thoughts by the chattering of a blue jay, who is doing his due diligence -- alerting the entire forest to your unwanted presence. Nature is funny like that -- we all too often forget our presence is an intrusion, a departure from the norm. But that's what happens when we take the road less traveled.
Location: Grayling, Michigan.