After feeling trapped in the house for the winter, it feels amazing to go outside and not worry about how many toes are going to freeze and break off. Such a welcome change.
I took this photo about a week ago. About ten in the morning while on a walk with Alex. That’s ice. Ice on the ground.
And as beautiful as I think this photo is (and I think it’s one of the best I’ve taken), I’ll be just fine if I don’t meet up with anymore for a long, long time.
Unless it’s in an iced coffee.