Cedar waxwings call from a tall, twiggy tree, their huddled bodies silhouetted against an overcast, ink-wash sky.
This is my Day Twenty-Five submission to a river of stones, a month-long challenge to notice (and record) one thing every day. I’ll be posting my “stones” both here and on Twitter, where submissions are tagged as #aros. Enjoy!
Hoarded Ordinaries 
Jan 25, 2011 at 5:14 pm
Sounds (and looks) like you’re having a cold winter there!
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Jan 26, 2011 at 7:19 am
Earlier this week was brutal, with temperatures well below zero. It’s a bit warmer now, with another foot of snow forecast for tonight. (sigh…)
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