"There's something spiritual here. Something that welcomes you home. It never turns you away. It's as steadfast as the lighthouses welcoming the ships back to harbor. It'll wait for you as long as you need it to, and will always provide you comfort."
Have you ever smelled sap oozing from a balsam fir or white pine in the crisp air of early winter or late fall? It's chilling, revitalizing, enthralling and it makes you feel like you're using your lungs to the fullest capacity with every breath. I can't even begin to describe just how much this exact smell has made me want to ditch city life and move up to a pine grove in Northern Minnesota.
We Minnesotans know that our state is well-known for our harsh (and long) winters, often full of snow and no short supply of ice. But one of the most beautiful things about northern Minnesota, is being able to see it just as the ice and snow start to melt away, but there's just enough to give the area the moody, eerie, majestic feel that captivates the minds and hearts of many.
Ask anyone that knows me, and I'm always the first to hunt down something to do with traces of volcanic activity. I knew that the Great Lakes region, specifically Lake Superior in Northern Minnesota, was a previously volcanic area - the only question that remained was if there were still any black sand beaches left.
