Pretty Marsh
We wanted to see if we could catch a sunset at Pretty Marsh. What we found instead was massive amounts of fog. But we had a fine dinner of wild rice, corn on the cob, and blueberries. And I ate an entire raw green pepper, as some strange form of penance? No, not really. I just thought it would be a good way to top off with some vegetable material. Instead it was quite boring.
The picnic ground had a gazebo — a perfect spot for dinner.
In the gazebo. Still quite inept at self-portraits.