No views of the sun on this year’s summer solstice.
Rain, rain, go away…
Went for a walk on the water today (Lake Wingra). I got a kick out of the wild patterns of snow that the wind sculpted.
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A dreary January day in southern Wisconsin. Is this climate change’s new normal?
Late day sun shines under the Yahara River’s East Washington bridge.
I love the shadows of trees as they hit the snow this time of year.
These reeds being reflected on a calm Yahara River look like some kind of ancient writing to me. I wonder what the message is?
Sometimes you just need to embrace the blue.