It was bitterly cold when the pup and I set out this morning.
A skin of ice clung to the edge of the creek.
The pup, of course, was still interested in taking a dip.
This did not happen.
I spent several long seconds being snubbed.
A few yards inland, and the marsh mud was frozen solid.
We climbed up an observation tower to see above the Phragmites.
The higher we climbed, the more blue sky we could see.
Warm weather was creeping towards us.
Back home, the earth was softening in the sunshine.
Pink and yellow emerge from brown and grey.
Another morning,
another walk,
another season has begun.
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