rDay Fourteen-Hundred-Thirteen

Waking up this morning  to discover the snowfall over night.  Cold, too: 18 F.  Views out the back and front windows:

Bundling up, finding the walking stick and heading out through the immediate neighborhood on the way to downtown:

We encounter Patricio, a veteran of Iraq.  He is manually clearing the sidewalks on the entire block to “help work off his PTSD” …

Making my way up Second Avenue:

And, finally, some views from my workspace west window:

 

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