The Snow Came Fourth

It is April 4th. Before noon today, it began to snow. And not the light "it's technically snowing because there is a little frozen precipitation" kind. It was seriously snowing. Big flakes. The much-melted world became white once more.

I took Ginger for a walk and made it to Dwightwood Spring. She sniffed a fire hydrant on the way (the stereotype seems to ring true):



The 4:00pm ferry from St. Ignace was making its way around the island. If you look close, you can spot it:



A stick!



Wagon = less than brilliant idea today:






I eventually left the wagon behind:



The forest side of the island is lovely too:



Buds:



Dwightwood Spring is a memorial to Dwight Wood, who died saving his brother August 12, 1905:


It is a natural freshwater spring (so not deemed safe for drinking):








My oldest daughter loves Dwightwood Spring! She is in Chicago with her grandparents for spring break. (She was in awe of the tall buildings in Grand Rapids- Chicago must blow her little mind!) We will be reunited tomorrow night!