Winter is breaking trail through virgin powder on a crystalline lake with your snowmobile. It is crisp, clean air and glittering trees as you glide through pristine forests on cross country skis. It is the solitude of relaxing over your favorite ice hole, keenly awaiting the lunker you know is down there. It is antique shows and bazaars, local crafts and goodies and shopping. Winter is dinner by candlelight, live music, dancing, karaoke, a piano bar, a tryst with lady luck and then a cozy log cabin, motel suite, deluxe condo, luxury resort or hotel, historic bed and breakfast for a good night's sleep after a soul satisfying day in the Northwoods.
Spring is the exhilaration of the nature re-awakening.
It is the piercing call of the loon announcing his presence and the water-skimming dance of his mating ritual. It is teeing off with nature's background music of frogs in concert accompanied by the staccato of woodpeckers drumming their mating calls. It is the return of the majestic eagle and the ducks in search of a nesting area. Spring is mother fox parading by her kits and baby raccoons peeping out from their nesting hideout. It is hummingbirds and orioles viewing for feeders.