At 42° North, I do believe we’re rather much north of the northern horse latitudes but on this drear January day, Lake Michigan was putting on a good imitation of a languid ocean.
At 42° North, the sun still rises in January but never quite makes it out of bed.
Photos by Roman.
Yip Abides 
We had the most beautiful sunrise that I have seen in months in Indiana. 😊
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When the still sea conspires an armor, and its sullen and aborted currents breed tiny monsters…
There’s a brand of Winter bicycling accessories headquatered in the Twin Cities that calls itself 45 North, which if you round up the fraction, we are here. Much of it is a bit too pricey for me, but they do make the knobby, studded tires on my Winter bike.
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