Positive and wishful thinking can take one a good ways. But by the middle of March one must face the facts of this Canadian winter. Bleak. Pictures below from a long walk home today.
This is it. This is winter. Bleached out bleak.
Looking up to the sky, a pop of red. Red helps. But it is still bleak.
Before Skyblog, I hardly ever looked up. I probably missed a lot. A movie set. Maybe a remake of Bleak House?!