Tuesday, January 21, 2025, -15.7* Dawn
Its little football shape kept the dropped pill from rolling too far away. Some days my hands hold easily. Through closed blinds sky is pink until I actually see sherbet band behind trees making way for Soleil. My morning photo could have been taken any other day. Not a good morning for breathing. Barometric pressure in normal range but this cold, this below zero cold. Granted it’s not near Maine’s all-time record of 50 below measured on Big Black River January 16, 2009. I wonder if loggers worked that 50 below day or if they stayed inside.
"There is a time for everything, and
a season for every activity
under the heavens."
Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NIV)
Photo: LJ Austin
