It was 10 degrees above today. This little guy was so cold he had to keep his little
hands in his pockets.
If you enlarge this you can see a line of Canadian geese running into one side of the picture and out the other. I counted 95 of them. They flew over my head this afternoon as I walked, all the honking and noise was wonderful.
On our walk. The new coat of snow shows tracks of all kinds. Gray has its own beauty. Your eye isn't complicated by color, everything is gray. It gives you time to think and to brood. Gray's good sometimes.