Winter Escapes Us

Here in southern New England we experience some form of a 'January Thaw' almost every winter.  However, in the nearly 150 years that weather records have been recorded there'd never been two consecutive January days with temperatures above 70 degrees Fahrenheit ... until this past weekend.  Yesterday, I got to see the results first hand after launching into an impounded area of the Assabet River which is normally iced over at this time of year...

The view from a riverside hill was more typical of March...

...and brought tent-camping to mind.

Also released from winter's grip was this bit of trash...

Last Friday, on the eve of the meltdown, I enjoyed being out on a similarly open Nashua River in Groton...

A glance into the aptly-named Dead River provided one of the few remaining winter scenes...

This sight had me picturing two beavers competing...

Some trash 'on ice'...

I'm not sure exactly where Old Man Winter went but I hope he has a good stay and doesn't feel the need to return any time soon...yet I know he will.