Last week, we had one of those mid-winter days,
when suddenly it went from sub-zero temperatures to the mid fifties in a matter of hours.
When that happens, the snow melts
The fog rises.
And the rain begins to fall.
And Stew runs outside with his camera.
This is what I found......
|The Blue Water Bridges|
Canada in the distance.
Icy waters flowing from Lake Huron into the Saint Clair River.
|A place to sit and take it all in.|
|Wander for a while.|
|Port Huron is the childhood home of Thomas Alva Edison.|
He worked the rails that ran from Port Huron
( Eddy's hometown) to Mount Clemens further south (My hometown).
|These ducks seemed to love this weather|
|A visit to the cemetery down the road from my home revealed this gem as the fog started to recede.|