Inching ever on

Air temperature 29 F, wind near calm, clear sky predawn. Another jogger making laps around the park in the gloom, no lights and dark clothing.

(no subject)

In case it escaped your notice, a man in a position to know once told us "War is all hell."

Semi-spring progress

Air temperature 55 F, wind not extreme, got out on the bike again. Upriver to the auto graveyard and back, flock of maybe a dozen Canada geese on the shore of the cemetery pond as I rode past both ways. About 10 miles, about an hour.