While my friend, Holly Swift, heads out to paint the waterfalls of Temperence and Cascade Rivers, I hike down the steep hill to the Cobblestone Beach and plant easel, paint box and boots on a wide rock, thirty feet above Lake Superior. The wind blows and the waves crash into a primordial cove beside me. It is the threshold between the known world and the wild blue yonder. The painter, George Morrison, explored the mysteries of that Lake Superior horizon in his amazing abstract paintings and he speaks to me when I’m out there on that rock.