Summer...my least favorite season. Sure, it's got it's moments, but for the most part, nah - not for me. I can't stand it when I sweat from activity no more strenuous than sitting. So, to help bring a little coolness into the blogosphere as the Dog Days of Summer draw to a close, a picture of Winter.
I took this photo from a pedestrian bridge over a small river. From what I can figure, the ice had partially melted the day before, and when it froze back up over night, a thin slice that had been turned on its side by the river current froze into place, jutting out of the surface at funny angle. Sort of a beautiful, ephemeral sun dial.
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Listening to: Marnie Stern - Every Single Line Means Something
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