I crashed mentally yesterday. All the stress of the last weeks at the track, then the sudden letdown, made me feel kind of lost. So, I decided I had to get out of my funk, and I took myself down to the lake. I had just gotten some new L. L. Bean boots for winter, and I wanted to try them out. They worked wonderfully, and kept my feet warm and cozy all the time I was tromping through the snow. Aren't they spiffy?
The original plan had been to walk out on the pier. A good close look, however, told me that wouldn't be the best of ideas.
I wasn't totally alone, by the way. Much to my surprise, the Mallard ducks were still there. I don't know why, and I told them in no uncertain terms to get themselves South. They paid absolutely no attention to me.