Notes from our getaway.
Last Saturday:
I confess. After five months of winter, I was coveting my friend Julie (author of Chocolate Beach) and her California beach life.
But who says Minnesota doesn’t have sandy beaches? Ted and I took a long hike along the shore of Lake Superior. If we squinted and looked only in certain spots, we could ignore the snowdrifts and ice floes and enjoy the sun and sand. (No, those aren’t frothy waves, or foam – it’s ice and snow).
At sunset, we sat and watched long blue shadows stretch out over the ice, as they crept out to find the open water far beyond the horizon. Someone put a dimmer switch on the sky, and it faded slowly through a range of pinks and dove-grays.
Nevermind that we were bundled in polar fleece and scarves and mittens – the expanse of shoreline and water spoke to my heart and reminded me of peace. More tomorrow (including amazing ice-floe photos!)
Blessings!
Sharon
Beautiful photograph. Always a blessing!
Oooh, pretty, Sharon. We’ve had mist and fog for the past few days at the beach, and wouldn’t it be cool to actually see snow at the beach?
Loved the pic of you tromping through the ice (next post), too.