I won't miss this bitter weather but, boy it has created some unusually beautiful conditions.
Yesterday I took Wendy and Trey for a bit of a walk along Shore Road. This is a section of road that leads up to Hartlen Point. There are several spots where it's possible to park your car off the pavement and then, it's a short walk to the shore.
It was low tide.
Close to shore a thick, slushy, ice mixture undulated as the ocean breathed in and out, in and out.
The frothy mix created by the retreating waves of the previous high tide had frozen into wonderful curving shapes.
What you can't see in these shots are my frozen fingers.
I wore thin gloves under a pair of mittens but had to take one mitt off to take the photos. The thin gloves were no match for the bitter wind.
Sometimes when walking along, with the sun on my back I'd think "this ain't so bad". Then I'd turn to walk back, discovering that I was now walking directly into the wind. Head bent over, hands rammed in pockets, I strode back toward the car.
After throwing the ball a few times, of course.