12 noon Ice melted.
8 am Play on words for ice coating. The blaze rose is bent over with skoting. After saying good-bye to cabin fever, I walked until coming to a steep slope; immediately sat down to avoid falling down, and road my rear back to level ground. A quarter inch of ice, on a slope, is too slick for traction. Looking forward to 40 degree temperatures this afternoon.
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