Romanticized by Frost and, indeed, less-traveled, these snowy Northern Michigan back roads beckon.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
Best of luck on the gorgeous path you have to take! 🙂 Cheerz, Uncle Tree
Why, thank you, kind sir. 🙂 I’m happy to report that it gets better as it unfolds. 😉
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