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Quail Creek State Park. For much of the year, I live (mostly) somewhere betwixt gravel and sand, shore lap and shop, garage and grotto. I wish there actually WAS a grotto on our lake, but I'll settle for cliffs and coves. Between November and February, we don't spend a tremendous amount of time, on a daily basis, at the park; it's cooling in November, with shortening days. In February we find the coldest water temperatures, but extending hours of sunlight, still with little to no park visitation. I typically retreat into my design skillset and work with a variety of...

"The waft of ocean meeting land, the olfactory punch of days-old fish carcass, sweaty beanies and ball caps... It means I'm home."