I was not surprised to learn that the St. Lawrence River used to freeze over every winter. Icebreakers keep it open now, because it's a critical shipping lane between the Atlantic and the Great Lakes, but there's still an abundance of ice. We had a free afternoon on Christmas Eve, and I took the ferry across the river and back to see it close up. It reminded me of Antarctica.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Saturday, January 4, 2020
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