April 4, 5, 6 in '06

These are the days of The Sleeping Bear Dunes, for a long time after the greatest days of my life. How come? Hard to explain, it was just a simple trip after all. April opened the door for new things to do. This was great because change, diversity, was always something "blamed" for extending the life of relationships. Here the change derived from the final, never thought possible, ending of the winter. But the winter had been wonderful with sittings inside the beautiful bungalow watching the snow, listening good music, one into the other by means of long sleeps and sex marathons because you couldn't do much else. See? Pretty difficult to say a change was needed when it wasn't. Anyway, it was ending (the devil winter) when everybody(those who didn't dare to sleep past midday or have sex marathons) believed it was no longer possible. And very early in the beginning of April, without a particular reason, without even being warm enough to penetrate the nature on foot, we decided to explore Michigan. Of all Michigan we set for the shores and beaches of Lake Michigan exactly because the climate did not allow people nearby but the solitude of cold was more interesting to us. It was also something else, it was us in nature just the second time (first had been the one day trip to Point Pelee, Canada). There in the dunes of the Sleeping Bear the statement "the greatest days of my life" would be forged. Precisely? In the beautiful sand and walk through the dunes to the actual shore (about a couple hours). Within the sky that had a perfect ratio blue/gray allowing Sun to reach us or turn overcast boosting the romantic emotions. But I think it's after all that that I declared the importance of those times. Definitely afterwards. After we ceased to be a couple.