I watch them as they pick

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The photographs were taken on December 31st, 2017.

We got some new snow today, making the roads slippery because there is ice under the snow. When riding the bicycle one has to take care because the ice bumps and ridges are not visible through the snow.

I have been rather happy with the footwear: Specialized Elite TR shoes and GripGrab RaceThermo overshoes. The shoes which I bought last summer are size 48, one size larger than my old shoes, and when I let the straps a bit loose I can wear two layers of socks. The overshoe is made of 2 mm neoprene, which provides a nice amount of insulation. In addition, I used some duck tape inside the shoe to give a bit of extra insulation to the bottom of the shoe.

(Posting title is from the poem Out of Water by Marie Ponsot.)

Not our true, intimate nature, stained

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The photographs were taken at Juvanmalmi industrial area on December 30th, 2017.

I commuted by bicycle today. It was cold, -9 °C in the morning and -8 °C in the afternoon, and the hard wind made it feel colder. The new three-finger winter gloves by Craft were a good investment. Even though they are lightweight they keep the fingers warm.

(Posting title is from the poem A Muse of Water by Carolyn Kizer.)

Matters in the end. Or so I thought.

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The photographs were taken on December 29th, 2017.

This morning I walked for almost two hours, starting well before sunrise. Because of snow it wasn't dark, and the cold weather (-13 °C) had frozen the paths. It seems that we will have cold and dry weather for a while, for a week at least. That is good.

(Posting title is from the poem Water Island by Howard Moss.)