Sunday Afternoon at the Rocky Beach

Sunday afternoon before I left for a nasty dress rehearsal for my chamber choir concerts (it was fraught with disaster, and I’m hoping that tonight’s concert goes much, much better) we took a little jaunt down to the rocky beach to play. Rocks are far better than any commerical playground, we are finding. Our kidlets can play for hours with sticks, stones and icicles. They had a rousing game of rock hockey going. They searched for interesting frozen sculpltures and strange shaped rocks. They slipped, slid, and climbed. Dr. Peds spent a considerable amount of time breaking up ice and heaving it into the open waters. It’s amazing to us how much Lake Superior changes every day. Two consecutive trips to the beach are never the same in the winter. The ice flow goes in and out. Sometimes the water will be completely covered with ice, appearing to be frozen over, and the next day all the ice is completely gone to another shore, somewhere else and we have brisk choppy waves. The ice formations on the rocks constantly change with the force of the waves. Wonderful. I love it.