In the meantime, in between time…

Seven degrees F. when I went out this morning. Snow had long since stopped. Cold like this means my trusty camera couldn’t give me much — battery drains right away. But what it gave me was cherce. (Points if you get the reference.) And yes, I sat on my bench and drank my tea. I think the Park people probably have me pegged as a complete lunatic, out on that bench in every weather. I can’t say I think they’re wrong.

ice and water

singing bridge

snow on singing bridge

inside and outside my window

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