A Sunflower kind of day

We stopped in at Tetzner's Dairy Farm for serve yourself ice cream sandwiches - only $1.50 - and bought some sunflowers also.  Added to the last bouquet's dry weeds, they came alive.

The view - oh the view - from Tetzner's Dairy Farm.  No wonder those cows make such good milk, cheese  and ice cream!  Look at what they see every day.

Long Lake - Chequamenon National Forest Picnic Area
We walked the trail around the perimeter of the lake around noontime.  Below are some fall scenes at this beautiful little park.

And then to the beach about 5 PM -

Early Autumn at the LAKE

A much calmer LAKE view - see September 19th!

Fishermen in waders are a common sight this time of year.  Hope he caught one or two.  We were at Friendly Valley beach.

So ... oh yes, it's the beach, or fondly AKA "our beach"

The Town of Bayview built this wonderful little park to replace the old park I first discovered in 1969 while on the road with my co-workers, the staff from Red Crown Lodge in Woodruff, WI.  Incidentally that was the year I met Stephan in Woodruff.  And as they say, 'the rest is history'....

Wild Day at the LAKE

                      At the Washburn Marina - off the side of the city coal dock

                                   Along the Washburn Trail - mid morning

They are still here!

The Mister - a little chilly though

AND

The LAKE  - also a little chilly

I'm so happy to be back ......

Oh what a morning!

Looking out the balcony door in West St. Paul

Chippewa River - Eau Claire, WI

My sister and I spent a couple of days in our hometown, Eau Claire.  Our grandma lived very close to the Chippewa River  on the North side.  We enjoyed the Farmer's Market there this morning.

Near the Farmers Market, the old railroad bridge has been restored and is a pedestrian bridge now.  As a child, I used to walk across the river on this bridge from my grandma's house to  church (VBS in the summer, choir practice in the winter).  I was terrified that a train would come while I was on the bridge.  I would say to myself, "They (grandma and my parents, who saw nothing wrong with sending me across this dangerous span) ) will really miss me and feel sorry when I get splattered all over the front of an oncoming train! "

A walk along the Washburn Trail

Here's a closer look at the historical summary of Washburn - the city.  Particularly apt during an election year  is the fourth paragraph from the bottom about old time politics when you could get " a person to vote two or three times a day for a bottle".