I found this feather. I photographed it and as I kept walking there were more and more feathers beside the road. Poor little bird.
There were neat ice crystals on the drain grate this morning. It was 24 degrees when I walked to work. (I know many places are colder, but I don't have as much winter clothing as I used too.)
Kathryn bought us some nice Valentiney flowers to sit on my desk at work.
Inky, however is pretty unimpressed with Valentine's Day.