This time last year, I was living in Southwest Florida and I had flown back home for a visit. I spent most of the week visiting with friends and family, getting to see everyone I missed, but I also spent a fair amount of time just looking at the place I had called home for most of my life with new eyes.
When you live in one place your whole life, even somewhere as beautiful as this, you tend to take it for granted. Coming home to visit, I was overwhelmed by how many things I had simply ignored because I knew they were right around the corner. One afternoon, I decided to drive to Pottersville and go to Natural Stone Bridge and Caves, a place I had always known about, but never visited.