We were the ones opting for snowy spring break strolls instead of beachcomber bonanzas.
Though the sun shone down, the ice caves at Point Iroquois light house reminded us that in the North Country, spring doesn't mean flowers and blossoms.
In a small town, tones of home echo more loudly.
Reminiscing and having an electrifying time. (That's funny, really! The bottom right is our town's power plant.)
Checking out the signs along the way.
...and enjoying the fur babies!