Travels: Plum Island - Plum Island, MA

Winter in New England: it's the same thing every year and by February I feel it is all that anyone can talk about. February, for me, is the depths of winter and always when it hits me that it's been cold and dreary for a good two months and it's really not going to get any better until two months from now.

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Last weekend was a relief from the harsh weather and it was actually in the 40's, which for us New Englanders in the middle of winter practically feels like a summer day. We took advantage of the sunshine and headed north of Boston to Plum Island.  Still covered in snow, it was a beautiful place to be on that Saturday. 

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Plum Island stretches about six miles once you get in to the refuge.  We drove a few miles down and when we got out of the car there were just a few other people heading to the beach.  I'm used to the beaches in New England being packed; full of people, colorful umbrellas and navigating hot sand to find a small patch to set up camp. 

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This was the exact opposite: there was no one for miles for the most part. Actually being on the beach in the dead of winter was strange, it felt like we were in the middle of a desert.

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Vitamin D did us good and helped make it a little easier to brave the next weeks of cold weather. I'm already pining for another warm day as I sit here wrapped in a blanket with two pairs of socks on and the space heater close by. 

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