Before I moved to Minnesota, I lived in California, in an area where there is never ice or snow. The winters are not particularly cold, where we lived. They just turn gloomy. I had grown up in the U.S. Pacific Northwest (the state of Oregon), and was used to a full four seasons, each completely distinct from the last, so it seemed odd that there was not much seasonal change in California.
But odder still was the enormous contrast of seasons in Minnesota.
Each year while we lived in California we visited my husband's relatives in Minnesota in the winter and in the summer. I can't quite explain the dramatic change, or how it seemed as though someone had flipped a switch since I last visited - from color to monochrome to color to monochrome. But the following pictures may give you an idea.
They are two views of the same dock - one in Summer, one in Winter, both with my husband standing there amidst the dramatic view.
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