I’ve lived in a number of places, and each has had uniquely beautiful qualities. But nothing has been so ever-changing as Michigan. This is really on display in the Spring when various flowers emerge, only to be replaced a week or two later by additionally beautiful flowers.
As I’ve ridden my bike around town, I’ve thought, “This is the week of the Iris.” These flowers last longer than a week, of course, but they seem to be a major feature right now. I’ve seen so many, each with bright colors.
Living in this area, I’ve realized that when you spot beauty, you should take some time to notice it because the scenery will soon change. That’s a good rhythm for life as well.
— Renee Roederer
Smuggling Grace 