After hosting a weekend workshop at the Pilates studio, when I woke up on Sunday morning my body was itching to get outside. I needed fresh air. I wanted to feel that bite of fall.
Still in my pajamas I peered out my window to see 1) raindrops and 2) wind. The first I could tolerate and the second had me pumped. After all I love a good storm. To see Lake Superior as she dances … really, there is nothing like it.
After whipping up a quick batch of pumpkin spice pancakes for my weekend guest, I dug through my laundry basket for the appropriate layers, and then got my camera ready to roll.
Off to Presque Isle we went. Gitche Gumme did not disappoint …
Forever Paisley 
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