As the Barker steamed past the dock and island, the sunset casts the shadow of the Taconite Harbor receiving trestle on the boat. Through the fog, you can see some of the islands that were joined into a breakwater.
This tunnel goes to the adit over the Eagle River Mills. I bet those carts go fast down here!
The light masts are there, but it looks like the cables that stretched across the dock with the actual lights have fallen down.
“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.” ― Emily Dickinson
The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
It will be a good harvest.
The side of King that faces the lake is stained yellow-green.