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woeful times for the dog
As many of my friends know, mostly by my absence in all places that aren’t my couch, I’ve spent most of January working on this fisherman’s sweater for my father. The dog is neither a fan of knitting nor winter.
i think it really softens the oil refineries
A modest amount of snow, but I did manage to get a nice shot before it dripped off all the trees, turned everything into brown and yellow sludge, and then froze. The freezing part I’m especially bitter about, and even more so bitter about Philadelphia’s snow removal efforts which left heaps of salt in random patches, salt which could have been very useful on other icy patches… (two days after the snow, many roads are still not bikeable, and I have a nasty bruise on my leg to prove it).