I don't want to walk in the cold today. 19 degrees last night, and yesterday morning's walk was difficult. I was hoping I wouldn't see something that begged to be photographed, and I had my hands jammed into my pockets. I knew my fingertips would turn into icicles as soon as I took out my camera. I did anyway, and I didn't even get anything worth showing. And my fingertips turned into icicles.

Later - I decided to go walk today anyway, and I think it's the first time I've seen ice floating in the Green River...