Spring is forcing its way through

Hello.  Here in Michigan, we had a fun winter, again, this year.  Not near as cold has the previous winter, not near as much snow, but boy it sure seemed to hang on for a while.
  I grew up on the shores of Lake Michigan.  Spent a fair bit of my errant youth on the beach, which now as an adult I never go to anymore.  Odd how that happens.  But, it gets into your system, like the beach sand gets into the crack of your butt, the cool breezes off the water, the sound of the waves, the mere glance across the lake while driving past on the way to or from work.... I'd miss it terribly if I ever left.  Unless, of course, I was looking at something different that I also loved.
  That brings up a desire to retire by mid-50 in the the woods of Northern Michigan.  Just me, some land large enough that I can step outside in my underwear and not get screamed... or laughs... from the neighbors, and my dogs.  And, yes... I'd have plural:  many dogs.
  So, here are some pictures that tell my story a bit.  They are not mine... I don't have the eye.  Hope they are enjoyable.

This is a picture by a Michigan Photographer named Jason Nowicki.  I'm not sure what he titled the phone, but I think "a perspective of insanity" has a nice ring.   I love the winters, for a while, but there is a limit to how close and personal I want to be!

  I went outside and tried to take a pic of the daffodils flowering in my yard... but, yeah, not a photographer!  Really not.   Mom said these were her favorite flowers when I was growing up, and I've always remembered that.  Everytime I see them I think of her.
 

  So, I mentioned that I would never want to move away from the shores of Lake Michigan.. unless I found something more beautiful to look at.   Welcome to my vision of what that would be.
 

And, this is my puppy.  My therapist.  And, like most good therapist, she's nuts.

So, there is post number two.  Hugs.