This picture was taken November of 2011, it was my first real photo journey with the Nikon, I got a lot of pretty good pictures that day.  I took this one near the beach in Bayfield, the same spot I climbed into the ice caves last winter.  I Love going back to Bayfield no matter what time of the year it is.  I consider it my hometown and even though technically I have spent more of my life away from it I will always have a place in my heart for my first real home.  As most of my readers know I spent the first 16 or 17 years of my life at my Grandparents home and even though I never really get back there as much as I would like I am very happy to write about it.  I feel like I have a connection to the tiny town because we have a few things in common.  We are both really small compared to the rest of the world but once you get to know us and see us for who we are you can see that we are much bigger than we appear.  Bayfield is one of the most beautiful places I have had the pleasure of seeing, it also has an old feeling to it, I can feel the rich history this tiny burg has.  From the abandoned commercial fishing boats that pepper the shores of Lake Superior to the old iron bridge, to the tales of the great flood of 1942, there is a story on every street.  One day I plan on a much longer and more dedicated piece of work on this wonderful town but the reason I bring it up now is because whenever I am really depressed, stressed or afraid I think of my childhood hometown and I instantly perk up.  For the last three weeks or so I have felt like Atlas, I had the weight of the entire world on my shoulders, I did the one thing that has plagued me for as long as I can remember, I began to over-think EVERYTHING, and when that happens I begin to get depressed.  I blame the holidays on starting this one and it saddens me to think that the one time of the year we are supposed to be happy and thankful, I am angry and jealous.  Of course it doesn’t surprise me that I would be ass-backward since that seems to be my modus operendi but now that I actually have and feel love I realize that feeling depressed and angry over the past or unfulfilled goals is selfish to those around me.  Just because I am having a bad day doesn’t mean those people close to me should have to suffer for it.  It is true I have been very depressed lately but 90% of the reason is because I was feeling sorry for myself for not being an accomplished writer by now, and that is the most ridiculous reason to be mad or waste energy at all.  I have no one to blame but me for why I am or am not something so I feel foolish for taking so much out on myself and my family and friends just because I was having a one man pity party.  Sure I have other stresses like money and minor mental issues, but who doesn’t! I need to get over minor things and concentrate on making my dreams come true not cry because they haven’t yet.  Thank you all for being wonderful and understanding, the cloud of crappiness is dissipating and just in time for my upcoming Birthday! I apologize to those who have to suffer my insufferable self induced sadness, I have been selfish and now that I have come to realize my problem it makes it easier to fix.  I read an article once about the two types of Capricorn (my astrological sign) personalities, there are the ones who are chained to the mountain and do nothing but look up and dream of what could be and the ones who break the chains and actually climb the mountain to find out for themselves.  SNAP!!!! That was my chain breaking, I am heading up the mountain and even if I never make it to the top I want to be able to say that I tried…………..PEACE!!!!!