Had a rotten start to the morning (too little sleep, one of those nauseating headaches, etc.), but once I got a grip on myself and got outdoors, things changed.
The air, instead of chilling was bracing. The sun shone brightly. Made my way over to Ali's and saw the above image across the front page of today's Globe.
Got to thinking about being near the Charles when it starts to melt: listening to the ice floes bumping against one another or even groaning and cracking (almost like the Mighty Niagara) if the freeze was deep enough. Smelling the mud and damp plant matter on the banks. Also remembered sitting in a classroom overlooking the river and having a professor open the windows wide so we could be less removed from all this.
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