The Canyon

Look at the state of that path - that Dug character's work has ground to a halt. Frozen ground. The lead leads to the shed of course where I've been beavering.
This was one of only two photos I took all day - the other one was of Bradshaw's review of Paterson where he wrote, after observing that the eponymous poet never printed or copied anything, that "Paterson's work exists in a pre-Gutenberg state and this meshes with Jarmusch's vernacular." Yay hoo, yes ma'am. I laughed at that all day.
Then the evening shut down, fire on, bread baking. I'm getting into this hygge thing that is sweeping the nation - living simply and well, and that sort of thing. I can do that! Hopefully MOTD2 fits within that ethos, mind.