During February Lake Michigan beaches flex into massive muscles of ice. This natural sculpture reminds me of the power of nature, of both the beauty and the danger of its forces.
The snowscape reminds me of the moon' surface, a barren, hostile place, until suddenly a playful retriever appears on the scene to pose nonchalantly in front of the lashing waves upon request of her owner.
When I notice the few other hearty souls slipping and sliding down to the water's icy edge I just have to smile. We Wisconsinites love our lake, and will brave the frigid cold to experience (and photograph) the stark beauty it offers.
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