One of the nice things about living in the Midwest is experiencing true seasons. I never really got that in Seattle. It was mostly just rain, and then days with some rain, and then summertime is here! Michigan lets seasons move into one another with more distinction. Although I haven't experienced summer completely, or spring for that matter, I did see the tail end of summer move into fall, and now winter. (And I am already looking forward to when spring starts to make her transition.) Yesterday we went for an exploratory walk at Burchfield Park, a place we had been before. This time of year there are groomed cross-country ski trails and we had thought about skiing but decided instead to just walk around. Michigan may make a cross-country skier out of me yet, we shall see. Here's a comparison photo of the river in the fall, just as the leaves are starting to change, and then again on our winter walk yesterday. Almost completely frozen!
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