miller's crossing

The fridged patch of weather we've had over the past few days is ending. I'm tough, but zero degrees is tougher. Regardless of frozen pipes and frosty breath, the weekend was full and the snow is lovely.

I got in good walking last night. Clear, clear sky and bright stars over the frozen lake. Sunday night quiet streets. Intimate walk with boots crunching snow. Peaceful.

In the end, I was an artful, bar-time Olympian of the Wisconsin winter night. Presented with the yellow, low-slung half-moon rising with diamond Jupiter adorning her crown. I did my best to gracefully accept the honor of such a vision. But I know there's still more training to do.