I have a collection of beauteous experiences. This is one of my favorites. It was a hotter than Hades July and I sought relief in camping in the Upper Penninsula along the north coast of Lake Michigan. My best memory of that trip is of waking up at dawn on the sands of North Lake Michigan, the haze obscuring everything from view. I walked out into the nearly frigid, crystaline waters to perform my morning ablutions. There were small, white, downy feathers floating there. It was as if the angels had just left and I knew heaven, if only for one instant.