Until I moved back to Michigan, I didn't realize how much I could love a location. Seriously, when I am away from our cottage, East of the Equator, my heart actually hurts. I am counting the days until April.
You can see the ice starting to form on the bay of the yacht club.
A little bit of sand, snow, and sunrise.
A lone walker on the beach. (It was really cold ...)
Counting the days (and weeks) until we are there again.
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