Cold sunset

In the wake of the latest storm, which was nothing much here, but another foot of snow in the Boston area, the temperature plummeted and settled at two below around daybreak. It didn't rise much during the day and with a mountain of work to complete, I stayed indoors most of the time, except for runs to the mailbox and the wood pile. Towards sunset, I decided I needed a walk, and I'm glad I made the effort. It was staggeringly cold, even with four or five layers, but the sun, if you could forget about the frostbite-inducing chill, almost had a warm glow as it descended. The theme from the movie, "The Endless Summer," started playing in my head. I reckoned that this was the first sign of impending hypothermia, so I took some pictures and headed quickly home, to thaw out by the stove.