Amante de Sol

"Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."........................................................... ~Hunter S. Thompson~

5.4.11

Tue(Harbor)sDay

Worked in Two Harbors today.
Afterward, I called George to see about a walk, and he was on his way to Flood Bay. I decided to join him and Gus for a bit, and drove the few miles north after work.
I really didn't take too many pics of the bay itself, but as I was leaving, I captured this shot of the creek flowing. It sounded so nice and was framed in newly blooming pussy willows among thr old cattails and reeds/grasses.
(as always - click to enlarge)
Looking north from the footbridge:
Looking south as it flows toward the bay:
Looking toward the bay from the footbridge:
Looking back over the footbridge - it's decorated as if a wedding was held there and across you can see a small pile of rocks. On the rocks are painted the names and dates of couples/people who visited and/or married at this very scenic point.
Pussy Willows in bloom
Gus came to the footbridge and cried - I think he was trying to tell me to come back and walk longer, but my knee was so sore, and I was ready to head home after a long day. I left him some in pod sweet green peas as a treat on George's truck. I had brought them along as a treat and found some left in part of my fleece pullover's pocket as I walked back to my car. He loved them.
Pussy Willows
A view of a ship passing Flood Bay
Zoomed
On the drive home
Funny those turned out so blue, when it was so grey out.
Along the ride the lake is always there.


Duluth ahead (click to enlarge and see the antenna farm looming kind of center left)
Grey clouds and sprinkles
Looking down Woodland Avenue to the Lake
click to enlarge and see if you can spot the ship.

Fuck I miss going to volleyball - but my knee's been so sore from the weekend and there's no way that I should go as today's beach walk aggravated it a bit more. The uneven footing along the shoreline really was hard on it - but it was so gorgeous out and I couldn't resist a walk. I really need to stick to flat surfaces for now as the hills and stairs really exacerbate the pain and inflammation. Some good pain killers would be nice. In the meantime some heat/exercises and wine coupled with a smokey treat will help.

Cheers!

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