I hadn't taken the time to kick into a pair of boots so in my house shoes I took this photo through ice of a catatonic oak leaf, blurring it as I tried to prevent unfrozen muck from squishing into my feet.
Here's the setting sun reflected on ice beneath the hemlock.The day ended better than it began. I dragged the TV from storage and watched for the first time in well over a year. Pats vs. Broncs. And though that stimulated depression for a reason of it's own, I talked with Tribe member Pete who was also watching the game at his house. I was curled up on the dog bed with Mak who placed his massive snoozing head on my chest. He's the consumate tough pit bull/snuggle-bunny. Even unhappy as I was, I had to admit it was a pretty cozy place to be.