Showing posts with label Lake Superior ice jams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lake Superior ice jams. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 February 2014

Please Don’t Say That Four Lettered Word!

 
Originally our plan for today was to hop in the car and drive a hour over to the big city of Marathon (population 4000) to shop.
 
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But because of that four lettered word, which I refuse to say, I will now have to get  out of bed at the most ridiculous hour of 7AM so we can hurry to Marathon and back before we get a fresh dump of 15cm’s of ----.
 
Isn’t that just awful?
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I heard today that this was the first time that the Great Lakes had all frozen over since 2009.
 
This is a photo taken from our home on Lake Superior last February.
If you look carefully you can see the trees from the Parisian Island that was eight miles across the lake from us.
 
This was all open water, not a Bay, and I can’t remember a year when the lake didn’t freeze across since we had lived there.
 
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We never knew from one year to the other what our lake front would look like!
Sometimes it looked like an ice jam.
 
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At other times it joins forces with the wind to create the most unusual shapes.
 
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One thing for certain, Lake Superior is ever changing and ever full of surprises…
I love the mysterious!
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Oh, about that four lettered word;
I sure pulled the wool over your eyes on that one!
 
Have a great Thursday!

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

What A Difference A Week Can Make

 
If you want to know why I'm suffering from cabin fever, just take a look at this lake!
This is what the lake looked like 10 days ago! I actually thought Spring was on its way. Ha!
You would think after living on or near Lake Superior for over 23 years,  I'd know better by now.

I suppose I was being a little overly optimistic...
Yesterday morning, while I was still sleeping, my husband heard this beautiful woodpecker making an awful racket and got a few decent photos of him.
 
I hope you can make him out behind all of those branches, he blends so well.
 I would give you his official name, but I'm afraid that I've already packed my bird books to take Up North to the lodge.
Yes, we leave this weekend!
 I just can't believe how the time has snuck up on me!
 But it is all good.
I've got a lot of catching up to do, so have the teapot on. I'm on my way over now...
Kimberly

 
 
 

 

 




Friday, 8 February 2013

Winter on the Gitche Gumee

 
Excerpt from Longfellow's 'The Song of Hiawatha'
 
By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining big sea water,
 Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining big sea water.
Oh, it is so good to be home to my Gitche Gumee.
As many of you know I've just returned home from laying my Mother to rest. She passed in less than two months of my Father. Hard, yes.  I will miss her. It is such a blessing though to know she is happy now with Dad and that she went peaceably in her sleep.
After traveling for the last 25 years, two and three times a year to visit my folks, I informed my brothers and sisters it was now their turn to come and see me. I believe they understood completely.
I feel with Mom and Dad gone a chapter in my book of life has now ended. I don't really know any other way to describe it. I'm sure if you've lost both of your parents you'll understand what I'm trying to express.
My feelings are like the ice out in front of our house here on the lake-all jumbled and fighting against each other.

One minute I'm praising the Lord that they are now spending their time in eternity and that they went home without suffering. Then the next minute I'm crying because I'll never hear my Dad call me "Kimmie girl" again or be enveloped in one of Mom's welcoming hugs ever again. At least not until we are all reunited in heaven.
I know that as the sun melts the icicles, in time my pain will too melt away and then I will be left with just the many good memories. Until then I'll accept my tears as cleansing and healing....
Thank you to all of you who sent your kind sympathies and words of comfort. They were much appreciated and heartfelt.
Blessings to all-Kimberly