The morning began quite moody, with little signs of vibrant sunlight emerging through the clouds, but as my patience persevered, the sun broke through.
I proceeded to walk along the lakewalk toward the structure of Uncle Harvey’s Mausoleum, hoping to capture this remnant of the past beneath the morning sky.
To my surprise, not only did I capture it, but the clouds were just otherworldly to witness. It was as if Duluth was greeted with rays of light, as though an angel had been sent down from heaven.
This was truly a “right place, right time” moment that couldn’t have been replicated even if it wanted to. Unreal natural beauty.
