Further disheartened by the loss of another fantastic talent today. Philip Seymour Hoffman has owned my heart ever since: "How's the peeping, Tommy? Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy!"
At least the snow is making an interesting landscape. Here's a bicycle. Or perhaps a b-icicle?
A sky full of snow about to fall...
Weird ice shapes.
Michael with a friend's daughter...I want some of that sun!