We went to help out the local park district with maple syrup making.
But watching 90 gallons of sap boil down to three gallons is a tedious process.
So several people went in search of the Cold Spring -- a favorite gathering spot during the hot summer days in the early part of the 20th century.
The photo from those long-ago days showed people gathered around rocks and a spring, in front of a hill. With that photo in mind, we followed the river, looking for geography similar to the photo. We found the rocks first, then the spring.
Standing there in my winter coat, and feeling the breeze of an approaching cold front, I told myself to think of summer.