I am dressed in Artic garb except for my hands which I try to keep free to push the shutter and to grab a tissue from my pocket. Neither is easy. By the time I take this picture all my fingers are frozen, in spite of my leather gloves. In the first 5 minutes I stop several times. The last time is to wrap my big scarf around my head and face to avert the bitter cold.
But my morning is made- I see Mike, running. Niether sleet nor snow nor the coldest morning of the year can deter this mighty runner. Good Morning Mike! I've been looking for you!
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