So remember, I have news for you.
Sunday, April 26th, I had a great hike with Annele and
Braeden. B had the easy ride in my
backpack while I got to sweat extra.
Along the way, I saw those tough oval leaves trailing
through the fallen brown oaks.
Arbutus? Is that you? Sure enough, it was another arbutus
plant. She even had buds! Annele knelt down to smell them, but
apparently they need to be open to be fragrant.
As we ascended the ridge, we heard a boat motor on the
lake. It was really loud, and it lingered. Well, when
we approached the top of the ridge at Stairway to Heaven, guess who we
saw! The buoy tender! How cool.
I have been waiting to see it drop off for years, and by some chance it was out
there while we crested the ridge. B
would have seen it too if he wasn’t snoozing the whole time.
The buoy tender from afar
But that is not my news.
Today was magical for B and me. Only, he doesn’t realize how special it was
(or does he?). It was a day full of firsts for him. Here are a few:
- · He got to see his first wildflower – hepatica. I picked one for his stroller.
- · It was the first time we got to take the stroller on the crushed gravel trail beside Fort Wilkins. Only a couple snowy spots.
- · It was his first real experience with Lake Superior.
Let me elaborate on the last one. We journeyed to the shore by the lighthouse
overlook. The sun sparkled the water and
the trees at the mouth of the Fanny Hooe Creek held the breeze at bay. I decided to take B out of his stroller, so he
could get a better look and feel of things.
I sat him in my lap and put a warm rock in his hand. Then another and another. We threw some for Duce, and he got to watch
that crazy doggy splash around in the water.
I even sat him right on the rocks to warm up his tushy. Then I laid him belly-side-down, so he could
feel all those rocks underneath him. He
seemed to enjoy the scene!
We found driftwood, and noticed how the creek entered the
Big Lake. We listened to the buoy ding,
and I even dipped his little fingers in the water. He was taking it all in. I realized that I didn’t have my camera to
capture such inaugural events, but as we waved good-bye to the shore, I was
actually glad that I didn’t have to try to pose him for pictures. Our time there in the moment was really wonderful. I’m so glad that I get to share this
beautiful place with such a perceptive little being.
I realized right then and there how much I am going to love
being a mom up here. What a unique way
to experience the Keweenaw – like it’s the first time all over again!
That is not my news either, though. Here it is.
So, this blog is titled “A Little Slice of da Harbor.” “A little slice” refers to the fact that it
is only my perspective. And “da Harbor”
refers to Copper Harbor, a harbor town on Lake Superior. Well, would you be mad if I was at a
different harbor town on Lake Superior for a little while?
My little family is moving to Duluth, MN from July through
September. Aaron has a trail building contract
out there, and he doesn’t want to miss us all summer again. Awww.
At first I decided to do it for the family. But now I sort of feel like it will be a neat
change for me personally. Duluth is a cool city (albeit a city which is scary), and variety
is the spice of life. Braeden won’t know
the difference because he’s never had a summer anywhere besides in my belly.
So there you have it.
My slice of da Harbor will be from Duluth this summer. We’ll be back, though, don’t worry. Our hearts are in this little harbor.