The last month of the year. I thought posting a couple of pictures that I took last weekend would be a good way to start December.
Ice floating on the River under the Robert Street bridge. Once when I was a teenager I went out on a lake that still had chunks of ice on it in an aluminum canoe. I froze my . . you get the picture. The ice did make an interesting sound as it hit the boat.
Sitting on a snowy bench in Kellogg park reading a newspaper. It was a balmy 25 degrees.
There are two angels in Rice Park and they both blow their own horns but they do so quietly and a reminder to us that it is December.