Anna Maria Locke

where the wild things are

Ben and I stopped in Michigan on our Thanksgiving travels and went for a hike in the woods bordering the lake.
The atmosphere of a cloudy November day combined with forest giving way to seaside (freshwater seaside, anyways) reminded me of the set from Where the Wild Things Are . We didn't see any wild things though, just orange-coated hunters on the prowl for them.
It was nice to see some "big" trees, since the forests in PA are very young due to the logging a century ago.
Since our hike, I have made it back home to Illinois again and am very excited to be on fall break, even though it is already flying by.