The other day we went to the eastern shore of Belle Isle to watch the ice break; it was beautiful and intense and we stared wide-eyed at each other at the sounds the ice made smashing along the shore and against the buoys. Here they are watching for the polar bear I promised might float past.

The winters here are tough, but it's hard to imagine a Spring day feeling this good in California.

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