a puddle where the ice looked like a tiny mosaic
Candi and I walked on Oak Hill again this afternoon - the snow was not as deep as last week - only about 1' high or so. The snow had melted and froze again - it had a hard crust on it that needed broken through with each step. I came home very tired and can't seem to get over it. I'd like to just go to bed now for the rest of the night. Maybe I will...