It’s been a strange winter and by strange I am referencing the weather and the political kerfuffle. I don’t mean kerfuffle. The right word will come to me eventually. It was actually the winter that wasn’t and the political season that defies all logic. So I went for a walk.
The Road Taken
The Owre’s Pond
There were ducks on this pond earlier in the day.
The Sugar House with last bits of snow.
Hank is listening to me.
The bridge to everything.