On the other side of the blinds and this window and the shrub and the street there is nothing but cold, snow, ice, and noise.  When I made this image this morning I was listening to the hum of engines, the beeping of backup horns, and the clanging and banging as they were loading and transferring deicing chemicals.  Oh, and the sound of Misty barking every time they made a loud noise.  There are also people with colds and flu on the other side; and thus, I feel trapped till spring.

One comment

  1. AK

    Nice abstract image.
    Re: Your comments. Trapped until spring. I think most of us feel that way. Winter can and often is really beautiful (sometimes) but she more often than not, bites with a vengeance.