Stripes on my window.
Rusty squares by berth.
Clear lines, clear blue skies.
Bird feet pattern on a frozen water pool.
A lot of ice.
A little less ice but some more water.
Now I don't know about you but ice-mash like this always makes me think gin tonic.
No ice (if I wouldn't know better I could fool myself it's summer already). You know all these ice pictures are taken within 250 meters of one another; ice can act pretty strange.
(I just put this picture here because I thought it looks nice with a little red among all the blue.)
I was here.
Yours truly.
Stripes on my window.
Rusty squares by berth.
Clear lines, clear blue skies.
Bird feet pattern on a frozen water pool.
A lot of ice.
A little less ice but some more water.
Now I don't know about you but ice-mash like this always makes me think gin tonic.
No ice (if I wouldn't know better I could fool myself it's summer already). You know all these ice pictures are taken within 250 meters of one another; ice can act pretty strange. 
(I just put this picture here because I thought it looks nice with a little red among all the blue.)
I was here.
Yours truly.
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