A lower Michigan resident who has roots in the U.P. describes what it is that brings her back each summer.
Excerpt: I am sitting out on our dock enjoying a second cup of coffee. It is early morning. The sky is blue, and the sun is shining — just warmly so. Birds are singing, gulls are swooping over the lake, and small fish are swimming around and under the dock — bits of movement but no sound. A 10-inch bass just ruptured the surface of the water and captured a struggling dragonfly unaware of his presence below.
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Source: Detroit Free Press
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