As I was heading to the airport, I made a detour to Buffalo Marina, scene of many summer sailing expeditions. It looks different now. Or at least it did last week.
The floating docks all piled up in the car park flanked by piles of snow.
And the closed up cafe in the distance made for a bleak scene.
Floridians always say that what they miss about the north are the changing seasons. Sometimes I wish they'd change more quickly.