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The perched villages of Luberon in Provence.

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by thirdeyemom on April 25, 2013
Categories: France, Photography, Provence • Tags: Culture, France, Photography, Provence, Travel

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There is something to be said about being on the water. The peace and tranquility of floating in eternal time, letting all your worries float away. A magical feeling.

“And after a long time the boy came back again. "I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but I have nothing left to give you- My apples are gone." "My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy. "My branches are gone," said the tree. "You cannot swing on them-" "I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy. "My trunk is gone," said the tree. "You cannot climb-" "I am too tired to climb," said the boy. "I am sorry," sighed the tree. "I wish that I could give you something... but I have nothing left. I am an old stump. I am sorry..." "I don't need very much now," said the boy, "just a quiet pleace to sit and rest. I am very tired." "Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, "well, an old stump is a good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest." And the boy did. And the tree was happy.” -Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree

Just me and my hiking shoes in one of my most favorite places to be, on the Superior Hiking Trail, along rugged Lake Superior, in Northern Minnesota. The SHT was named one of the best long distance trails in America and with over 200 miles of trail and a multitude of hikes it is priceless. This is atop Leveaux Mountain, a new one, I haven’t done, that is adjacent to Oberg Mountain. In the fall, these leaves turn a magical tapestry of color. It is stunning!

As I slowly glided across the still evening waters at dusk, I enjoyed one last sunset along the Apostle Islands. Tomorrow I head up north to the other side of Lake Superior near Lutsen and Grand Marais. We won’t get the sunset but will get to enjoy the tougher side of Lake Superior and lots of hiking. Looking forward.

I have always dreamed of exploring the Apostle Islands. Located off the shore of the Bayfield Peninsula in Northern Wisconsin, the Apostle Islands are an archipelago of 22 islands each unique and varied formed by ice, wind and waves over millions of years in the heart of Lake Superior. Known for their wild beauty, historic lighthouses, diverse wildlife, boreal forests, wind-blown beaches and stunning sea caves, the Apostle Islands offer endless choices for exploration either by boat, ferry, kayak and once ashore, on foot.✨🌟✨🌟 Last weekend I had my chance and took up our neighbors offer to come sail with them for the weekend. This photo was taken from my Kayak the second night at sunset as we were anchored off the shore of Stockton Island. Oh it was so serendipitously beautiful! Wish I could go back!

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