one feb

outside my window.

this was about as good as it got today. and this was maybe 30 seconds too late for the good shot.

the rest of the day was a slog on having been hit with what i'm calling a glancing blow from the flu: body not so achey and not as easily fatigued, but greatly cobwebby in the head and, to a lesser extent, in the lungs.

it's that time of year for me to be drinking lots of tea.