This blog's barren January/February sections are due to the writer's unwillingness to courageously deal with life's icy crusted face.
I believe millions of people out there loved this winter's grimness (at least it really could be called a "winter") – sadly enough I don't belong among them.
Now that the air is almost balmy, I will put myself out there again, taking photos and hunting for more or less history-charged material.
Below you see how the street and back yard of my house looked 10 days ago.
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