Sometimes, when I'm out for my daily walk, I swear I can feel the Great Lakes air blowing in over the treetops. It's a cleaner breeze, with a shoreline taste to it. It's different than the drier air in Wisconsin.
Michigan has more shoreline than any other state. And there's no fence keeping the lake breezes from washing over the land.
I'm just not used to it yet, and it catches me by surprise when the air actually changes in mid-blow. Kind of fun.
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