“Natures Undistinguished Elements” On a typical fall day, Lake Michigan can speak a language of its own. The lake relates a story of flowing waves, bobbing boats, and soaring birds. As the white-crested, blue waves drift towards the foamy shores, they bring with them a long history. Many of these waves have traveled for miles to arrive here in Milwaukee, and as they reach the rocky shores, the long, rolling journey comes to an abrupt and ferocious end with waves crashing against the sides of jagged, granite rock. The chilled water sprays scattered droplets through the crisp air, and where they land, no one really knows. Some of the droplets may end up splashing to a halt on a nearby grain of sand, onl