The wind reminded me this morning that the view from this bridge is to the north. At zero degrees, plus or minus one - never mind the wind chill - I did not linger. The wind seems to have erased the edge of the left bank of the river. The snow melds river and shore. Elizabeth noted on looking at the picture that it looks like a road, complete with vehicular tracks, the snowmobile's fading trail.
The deep freeze continues. At about ten p.m., it is minus ten out there. The highest nighttime temperature predicted through Friday is two degrees, the rest are below zero. Water still flows beneath the ice, though the open cracks in the ice grow smaller: the Ottauquechee still at work.
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