We took the winding road to our "happy spot" in Northern Lower Michigan last week.
It is located on the map of Michigan in what would be the tippy top of your "little finger" if you held up your left hand, palm down. (Michiganians often use their hand for the "mitten" part of our map. Ha!)
This is a little-used but very beautiful place that we've grown to love more than anyplace in this great big State, that we've been.
Yes, even Mackinac Island, the holy grail of tourist stops in Michigan.
Because there are no frantic tourists here, no fudge shoppes, no tourist traps.
It's just a place to be appreciated for what it --so simply-- is.
The Leelanau Peninsula affords many, many views as beautiful as this.
North and South Manitou Islands off in the distance give our gaze a place to rest, in the endless looking body of water that is Lake Michigan.
We found a beach we had almost completely to ourselves, and could see no one for miles and nothing but this scene for our eyes to feast upon.
Our car was left up on the high shore above us and we walked down the bank to the beach, every care just melted away with the rhythm of the waves.
We decided we'd rather be here than just about anyplace we can think of.
(I just want to say this, and I hope I don't offend, but this is how my mind works; and I tend to be very independent in my thinking...but this is something that has bothered me for a LONG time...
Some people think that DISNEY is the happiest place on earth.
I have to respectfully disagree because I just can't appreciate plastic, manufactured beauty like I can this beauty put here by the Creator.
Disney causes me stress and is far from relaxing, we tried it: ONCE. Never went back. Not apologizing for that. I always think of all the natural beauty that people will drive right past -- like those from Michigan that go straight through the Smoky Mountains and don't stop to see that incredible National Park--without even stopping to look at what GOD put there for them to see--to get to Florida to pay good money--all just to see the plastic creation of Walt Disney! It makes me shake my head.)
Okay, I feel better now.
Approaching the turquoise sparkling waters is exciting in itself.
One of the Manitou islands seen from a distance, this part is called "whale back"...
Seen only as a dot in the distance, I put the zoom on to catch a photo of this gigantic freighter, always a thrill to see no matter what.
SO with out quilt in hand, we descend the bank and walk to the beach, and spread it out, plop down, and drink it in.
No Sea-doos, speedboats, nothing to look at but what God made.
No sharks, jellyfish, or anything to worry about hurting us in the fresh, blue waters.
So, where is YOUR happy place located?
I'd love to know!