It’s 21 degrees Fahrenheit outside right now. Clear, with the Southeastern treeline painted orange and salmon as the sun’s drawn up out of the horizon. The snow outside warmed to 34 yesterday. It’s refrozen now and cracks underfoot. Today is the Ides of March, for you Shakespeare fans. I was one once; and feel at times I need to revisit the Bard.
Thanks for that escape from winter. Feel like I’ve been fishing, photos completed the experience.