The weekend is over, I have returned home. Nothing to show in the apartment that I left at all except for the cat begging for more food and the suitcase waiting to be unpacked.
Moose and I, however, are showing more signs of post-vacation bliss: we look exhausted, bedraggled, disgusting, and completely happy. And why wouldn’t we be?
We saw sunrise in Duluth from Canal Park, followed soon after with breakfast at the legendary Betty’s Pies in Two Harbors. (If you are ever in the area, you HAVE to go!) We spent two nights in a lovely b&b called Art House in Grand Marais, and we couldn’t have been happier with our three-day home.
We wandered the pier and little shops of Grand Marais, oggling art and enjoying World Famous Doughnuts. We hiked up bluffs and cliffs to experience the beauty of such North Shore waterfalls as Cascade Falls and Temperance River. Our last day, we enjoyed the sunrise once more, then meandered homeward, stopping for more pie, souvenirs, and additional hikes as we went.
Tomorrow we both go back to work. Yes, that’s right: work. The difference between the prospect of this Monday compared to other Mondays is that we are now refreshed with the clean, crisp air of Lake Superior and North Woods in our veins, and the knowledge that we can always return there.
Needless to say, even though we are both extremely happy, refreshed, and exhausted from this weekend’s escapades, we cannot wait to return to our own little taste of heaven, surrounded by woods, mists, and the stoney beaches of the North Shore.