
Stripes on my window.

Rusty squares by berth.

Clear lines, clear blue skies.

Bird feet pattern on a frozen water pool.

A lot of ice.

A little less ice but some more water.

Now I don't know about you but ice-mash like this always makes me think gin tonic.

No ice (if I wouldn't know better I could fool myself it's summer already). You know all these ice pictures are taken within 250 meters of one another; ice can act pretty strange.

(I just put this picture here because I thought it looks nice with a little red among all the blue.)

I was here.

Yours truly.