January 18, 2017

Open Water

January 18, 2017 (018/365)

"But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw.  And so I must still have hope." ~ Vincent Van Gogh

[I'm not fooling myself that winter in Wisconsin is over, but today, like the ducks, I celebrate the open water and the hope of an early spring.]