A man and his dog head back to their boat on a chilly February morning.
I miss the winter. Yea, summer’s nice and all. Nice to not wear a wetsuit, nice to be able to surf after work, nice to wear flip flops (though I usually do that year-round round here anyways).
Still, I miss the changing weather – the chill that makes you crave Guinness instead of a gin and tonic, mornings roaming downtown and walking across deserted bridges, the cold, still silence free from the cacophony of buzzing morning bugs.
The above photo sums it up nicely, taken on a chilly morning downtown by the river.
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excellent mood to this scene.