It was -11 degrees with strong winds when I arrived here this morning. Even with hand warmers in my gloves, my hands eventually became too cold to operate camera settings.
I last visited here in August and had these two beauties:
Some botany from today:
The birds seemed to have more sense than I and all remained out of sight in warm places no doubt except for this little one:
Back in January, I drove to Tilsonburg to pick up a “Ragdoll” kitten for one of my daughters.
Here is how “Mochi” looks now:
When February sun shines cold,
There comes a day when in the air
The wings of winter
And show the golden summer there. – Philip Savage (1868–99)