Dawn on January 2, 2016 Ithaca, NY |
Yesterday, while I was admiring the frozen wasteland set before me in Upstate New York, I realized that I was indeed admiring the view outside the window through which I was looking.
It was about 28 degrees and the snow had fallen during the night covering the land.
I wrote about the snow yesterday, but there it was, outside the window and all around. I had to deal with it while hoping to soon return south.
As I write this, I am driving through Shamokin Dam, Pennsylvania, returning to Maryland. The snow is a memory. But there it was yesterday, outside the window.
-- Bob Doan, writing from Shamokin Dam, PA