Back to normal again. Temperatures barely above 20°F under a bright blue sky. Time to return to discipline, to toughen up - even the ground was getting a little soft, in danger of thawing out.
As the day stretched into afternoon, thin clouds came like plucked felt, brushed and combed in the wind. Then soft gray scales - the skin of an aging sea-serpent - rose up to block the sunset. Â
