Today on my run, I was looking at some reflections of trees on the Mississippi when I noticed these guys hanging out on a sheet of ice. I enjoyed brainstorming what that big bird was trying to tell the three little birds.
Kind of begs for a caption contest, doesn't it?
The temperature was only in the 20s, but it was a nice morning: light wind and warm sun that even felt hot on my face by the end of the run. Nine miles, in the books.