They did get dumped on east of Marquette, so the weather guys were right once again, at least in part of their forecast area. The big waves continue to roll in. Fortunately the lake is down almost a foot from its last summer high, so damage to shoreline properties seems to have been avoided. Probably spooked by the big wind and cold snap. The sun is high in the mid-day sky, now five extended arm fists, or 50 degrees, above the horizon and is setting over the lake.
Spring is here.
What a gorgeous day. Bright warm sun, the harbor surface alive with sparkling wavelets, and a cooling breeze off the big lake. Moving about is becoming increasingly difficult, but not so much that a sit on the front stoop or slow stroll about the camp isn't possible. Even split a few logs from my diminishing woodpile. Felt good to whack something.