Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.



This is one of those photos that I don't like all that well but is perfect to record the day.  The high temp today was -13 degrees.  Tomorrow there is a forecast high of 5 above zero.  Damn, that's going to feel good.  So here's the thing about temps -10 or below: they feel the same to me.  I know all that stuff about wind chill and frostbite, but with no reason to be outside for extended periods of time, I don't worry about that so much.  I can handle anywhere up to -10, but any lower than that I'm done.  Yet, if it's -10 or -20 below zero, I can't tell the difference except from when the wind rushes at me and penetrates all the layers to strike my bones.  My chin and my cheeks feel a bit battered today.  Oh well.  5 above zero tomorrow.  I feel hardy.