Snacks will be available in the spring.

I’m up in northern Michigan, a place that many people visit in warmer seasons; a place that caters to those seasonal tourists.

Fishing boat waits patiently.

Being here in winter it seems odd to be driving past places I’ve visited myself in warmer months. To notice little things here and there that are waiting for spring just like I am.

Kayaks resting.

I’m sure these northern villages are glad when the tourists come back each spring. But I think many that live here permanently are also glad when the last of the tourists leave and everyone can relax for a little bit.

Not the season for bike riding.

I find it beautiful here in any season but I’m enjoying the coziness of remote Michigan in winter. It reminds me a bit of a time years ago when I lived in the Upper Peninsula. I learned then that as long as you find something outside that you enjoy winter won’t be so bad.

Ice cream shop celebrates Christmas.

But I’ll be back in summer too — I can play tourist with the best of them. Even though it will be a lot busier I wouldn’t miss seeing this part of the country with a warm sun glinting off the lake, the roads full of happy people, the shops bustling.

It’s Pure Michigan. And I’m lucky to be here.

Celebrating Michigan.

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