When winter was just getting going; I snapped this photo of my dad as he walked the dog ahead of me.
This was just before the winter started in earnest (right after Christmas). A nice walk on Boxing Day was great, as it wasn’t all that cold really. We were able to walk along the shore and see water slapping the meager ice there and see the steam rise from the wet sand.
Since then we’ve only walked up the shore a few times; but the winter has retreated and walking the shore is easy again.
It looks like the winter has finally gasped it’s last and spring/summer is about to come on in earnest, making shirts go sleeveless and skirts get shorter. It’s a warmer day today.
The winter always lurks just outside the door though.