One can hope this is Winter's final blast of all it has to give.
It was cold yesterday. A winter jacket kind of cold. This morning isn't much better:
This is what my bedroom window looks like at -6°:
I long for a window that doesn't frost up in the cold and a window with a screen so I can wake up to the sounds of the bird's wake up calls. In the meantime, I will snap pictures at various temperatures to see if I can learn to tell what the temperature it is, by looking at the frost/humidity on my window.
I looked out another window and saw this:
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A final (?) dusting of snow and snow banks not yet melted.
Winter's way of saying "It ain't over 'til it's over".
It's over now. Right?
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