It was a gloomy sort of January day, but it was warm enough to nearly qualify as a March day. PP needed some exercise and Unky Herb was feeling a bit better from his bout with the crud. So we walked over to Linwood, down St Clair to the stairs and back home via neighborhood streets. On the way I took a photo at Linwood to try to show the grayness of the day. One of these trees has a kite in it, left over from a warmer and windier day when the kite's owner lost control of it and it flew into the clutches of a kite eating tree.
I played some tennis tonight at Wooddale. And it rained. On the way home at nine p.m. the temperature wavered at 33º and I was sure that ice was forming under the tires. Tomorrow morning could be a bad travel day as the temperature drops into freezing territory. I'm staying home until at least noon. Maybe I'll make some soup.