This morning’s photo of the lake tells two tales:

The first tale: the ice indicates just how cold it is this morning …

The second – and this requires additional photos to enable understanding: there are no trees between me …

With el Dia de los Muertos soon here, a thought experiment:
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I am imagining myself at a dinner party in the afterlife- a chance to reflect upon a life lived. Also present are all of the other versions of