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- David on the pier
The part of our community where beauty (the state park) meets the beast (industry). That big fluffy smoke has reared its head here through all four seasons since I was a child and probably many years prior to that. It makes for some interesting texture in a photo, especially on a very brisk winter’s day–but it is the uglier side of the city, visible from the north pier off the bay of Lake Erie. One doesn’t stand on the pier for too long in the winter, unless one is a glutton for frostbite. A few quick photos, and its back to the vehicle. In summer, this pier is filled with fishermen and fisherwomen, and this part of the bay has quite a bit of boat traffic. It is one of my favorite areas to run in the other three seasons, ending with a neat little lighthouse at the end.
My husband doesn’t like this picture–of course, it is a picture of him. Who likes pictures of themselves? But on a cold, crisp, late winter day, we found ourselves back at a familiar spot which seems to call to us in all seasons. And even in the coolness of the day, the warmth of the sun beckoned us out on the pier for a few quick shutters of the day.
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