The lake means a lot to both Tim and me, and we want to share that with N. Last summer we spent our last night in Duluth on the Lakewalk watching a full moon rise over the lake and when it was time to leave, N. began to cry inconsolably. He didn’t want to say goodbye to the lake and the moon. We were so moved by this that we promised we would come back for a long stay this summer.
So every couple days this July we’d head down to the lake to look for ships, throw rocks in the lake, look for agates, and watch the water. We spent hours at a time there, communing with the lake. It was hard to leave and return to our North Carolina life far from a body of water.
[The last picture above is N. looking for agates with his half-sisters Anne and Julia, who were visiting Duluth during part of our visit.]