Dead calm and fury
Lake Superior has turned out to be even moodier than I had imagined. The sleeping giant can wake up almost instantly and build itself into a fury that rivals that of much larger oceans. The weather has been extremely cold and wet, way below seasonal average, and I've managed to catch a nasty cold. But the lake keeps calling me over and the camera rarely gets a break; it's as if the inland sea was reminding me with her displays of alternating calm and violence, that water forever flows in my veins, and vain it is trying to deny it...
Inside the lighthouse
En avril, ne te découvre pas d'un fil. En mai, fait ce qu'il te plaît. Well, I can't wait to do ce qu'il me plaît, but for the moment, Minnesota is unleashing its worse possible weather on Duluth. This morning at 9:00, it was 43ºF and raining, the lake covered with white caps as always. Hard to believe this is mid-May. But there are still warm places to be found, as the inside of the Split Rock lighthouse below.
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