We are all pulled to the shore, in love with the waves, the breeze, the sand. We feel home and free and alive.
09.21.13 in the presence of greatness
09.20.13 something fishy
I’m not going to lie: the 365 project has kind of fallen apart over the past few weeks. No excuses, no regrets, just life. I’ve still been taking pictures, but not every day. So, what I plan to do with the blog is get this baby caught up so at least I’ve shared a photo 365 days of the year AND I’m rededicating myself to finishing out 2013 with a photo a day.
And now, apropos of nothing, here’s a cool pic of a lionfish I snapped at the Great Lakes Aquarium in Duluth recently. Happy Friday!
There is something about Lake Superior that feels like home to me. An unexplainable feeling of belonging on this shore.
This day, a storm was approaching – fast and dark – cloaking the city of Duluth in shadows as it blew in from the west like a big, black ghost. The seagulls hovered in the air and swirled overhead, caught between the coming tempest above and the promise of popcorn below.
wave patterns in sand, park point beach
boat in the distance, lake superior
The Native American name for Lake Superior is Gichigami: Big Water.