gray days

I don't complain about the weather. I may not like what Mother Nature throws our way but I'm not among those who moan and groan about the cold, the rain, the cloudy days, even though right now we're on quite a streak of grayness. 

The other day in between rainfalls, I got out of the house - it was 57°! - and went to Lincoln Park to take a walk around the pond and the Commons. A few people were out on their fresh air walks releasing their cabin fever.

The pond had a layer of ice, mist was rising in spots, and there were reflections. Each season brings its own reflections.