Where I stood, on ice

icy feetSo much of the landscape around here looks like the rinks at Sochi, and we are all getting very tired of it.  I am anxious for the first flowers of spring, but that won’t happen for a while.  I will try to make friends with the ice, and try to keep it at bay.

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