Nothing to see here

Air temperature 23 F, wind northwest at 12 mph, overcast. Still climbing toward Candlemas and the downslope toward spring. If such a thing will ever exist.

The American slob

Still seeing face-masks discarded on my walk routes around the neighborhood. I'd guess at least half of them are washable, reusable versions. Too *bleeping* lazy to tuck them in your pocket and trash them properly.