Last weekend we went up to the cabin in northern Minnesota so we could check out some wedding venues in the area (more on that later). We took our friends Brigid and Aaron so they could see what we’re always talking about, and though we didn’t have much time and the weather cycled through at least three seasons while we were there, we did get one afternoon of exploration in.
Mike knew about a waterfall that’s sort of hidden – no signs, no tourists pulled over to the side of the road. We hiked down a pretty steep hill covered in toppled trees and all kinds of mossy growth and lichens. It reminded me a little of the Portland walking photos from Posie Gets Cozy.
I loved these little sprouted saucer-like growths.
And then suddenly we were face to face with a massive waterfall, absolutely gushing from recent rains and spring meltwater. It was terrifying and gorgeous at the same time.
Sigh. Too pretty for words.