It's quite decadent, on harsh winter days. I'm spoiled. I'm protected.
I'm TOO protected. I forget that I can forego fashion (not that I have any sense of it) and pull on ugly-ass galoshes, a warm coat, commit myself to hat-hair for the rest of the day, and get the heck outside.
I did just that today, after working and erranding. I'd intended on settling in, but on a whim, grabbed the camera and exited the premises around 4:30.
Guess what, the nippy air didn't kill me. Not only did it not kill me, but I was reminded how astoundingly beautiful winter can be, and that I miss out by hibernating, shivering, and whining.
As daylight was limited, I only went as far as Meadowbrook Park. I spotted these cuties shortly after I arrived, and was immediately inspired to keep walking.
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Marker, by Peter Fagan
The pictures don't do the day any justice. To me, they're just a small reminder not to hunker down too awful much, lest I miss out on something good.
This day was pretty good.