This morning Yellow Dog was looking so forlorn, that I started his engine and got most of the snow off him while he warmed up. He was very grateful. Then I headed down onto the towpath where much of the snow was already melting to take this long lens shot. Later on I found out that to finally get my daughter to tell me what she might like for Christmas, I had to threaten her with a wooly jumper she took exception to. It’s a great tactic. I will remember it.
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