a year of color: lavender

This evening a teasing wind coaxed a fogbank of the lightest of lavenders back and forth across the lake.  At times the shore was completely enveloped in wet bone-chilling fog iced by the still frozen lake.  Minutes later the warm winds from the hillside would push the fog aside and allow the warm sun to tickle the shore.  At sunset the warm airs were winning the tug of war. 

Meanwhile, in the stroller the darkest of lavenders swaddled the little miss who decided to take that dreaded early evening nap.

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[ana]

Duluth is just so beautiful. We'll have to make a special trip next time we're out there. Phil and I spent a wonderful sunny afternoon there before moving out here. She looks so peaceful, too bad it means she'll be up later than usual tonight :)