Winter has been a mercurial sort of friend this year. One night it’s above freezing, practically bathing suit weather, and the next there is frost all over everything and you’re bundling up like you’re about to go on an Arctic expedition!
Regardless, it’s still been beautiful. The ice grows and recedes, groans and grumbles, and does what ice does. I find little things by the lake shore. My dad and I made a seafood bake which was delicious, messy, and so satisfying. I apply to graduate school and stress far more than I should.