First draft, fragmentary
First draft, fragmentary
Winter brings a less social existence for me. It seems to be a cross between some estivation/hibernation reflex and the simple fact that getting out to see folks is more physically uncomfortable due to the cold.
That’s part of the reason you find more cityscape photos here this time of year. Quiet, asocial time is more attuned to my physiology early in the year.
Not
quite
today
Sunday, February 12, 2012