While sipping coffee in my jammies yesterday morning I saw a photo of an ice cave on Facebook. Hot damn! That’s it! I couldn’t stand another day of painting flowers in my studio! I called my friend Lori Feldpausch, another avid plein air painter. We carpooled over to Empire, just south of the famed Sleeping Bear Dunes.
A few other hardy souls were out there, exploring. By the end of winter there are always spectacular formations, thrown up by the relentless winds.
When I left my house in Eastport it was about 9 degrees. During the day the temperature rose to the low 40’s, but the wind howling off the lake made it feel below-zero. We’d worn many layers of clothes, but our faces felt frozen. Eyes burned. Felt too “whupped” to do a third. I’ll post the second painting tomorrow, so stay tuned.