Sunshine. Highs in the upper 50s/low 60s. Beautiful sunsets. Heaven!
Early yesterday evening, as I crested the hill over Irondequoit Bay, there was steam rising over the thawing ice. If I ignored the dashboard of my Jetta (and the restaurant/marina down below), I could see for a split second the gorgeous view that the Native Americans must have cherished. Pale blue sky. Big cliffs. Snow covered lake. Golden cattails on the shore.
I wonder if they ever took it for granted.
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