I went to Duluth the other day for a book club meeting. They were reading my yet-to-be-published book Butterflies and Hazel Eyes. The book is about a couple from Bayfield, Wisconsin who find mystery amid the Apostle Islands.
It was midafternoon on Sunday when I arrived in Superior and I decided, seeing as it was fall and the beaches would be less busy, I'd stop by Wisconsin Point. Never one to miss out on visiting the Lady of the Lake, I turned down Moccasin Mike Road and headed to the point.
I love Wisconsin point for several reasons. The first is that I always drive by it on my way into the Twin Ports from where I live so it's an easy stop. The second reason is that it's never as busy as Canal Park on a sunny warm afternoon. On a cool, cloudy, fall afternoon, there's never anyone there, which was the case on Sunday. Thrilled that they finally finished the new parking area,
I parked near the new planked walkways (Much easier to walk on when you use crutches and have a fake leg!) When I made it to the beach, I was rewarded with this view...
Heaven. There wasn't a soul around unless you counted the numerous seagulls, and the lake lapped gently at the shore. It was peaceful and quiet. Tranquil AF as my friend put it when I sent her this picture. I had some thinking to do, so I sat down on a piece of driftwood to stare out at the lake. I noticed this grouping of driftwood and snapped a picture to send my daughter.
The power of mother nature is always strong on the shores of Lake Superior and I sat staring at the mix of old tree trunks when I stood up suddenly.
I cleared off a bunch of sand and suddenly the whole picture came into view.
Katie Mettner writes small-town romantic tales, filled with epic love stories and happily-ever-afters.
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