It’s been a busy semester for us here in Ohio, and whilst Thanksgiving has been more of an opportunity to try and catch up than a true holiday, we did take some time out for the traditional Thanksgiving Dinner. Traditional for Anne, anyway, and it’s a tradition Chris can get behind, with a few modifications (such as preventing sugar and marshmallows being added to perfectly good sweet potatoes).
As a consequence, we’ve also been making sure to take enough exercise to work off the less welcome consequences of a large roast dinner and copious leftovers. Our location on the edge of the snowstorm that made its way up the Eastern US earlier this week has made these excursions cold, but pretty darned scenic.

You’d never know that this little stream wandering into a wetland had emerged from being buried in a storm drain just a few hundred meters upstream. Photo: Anne Jefferson, 2013.

I love spotting needle ice in the exposed soil. Needle ice forms when the soil is above freezing, the air is below freezing, and capillary action brings water towards the surface where it freezes. Photo: Anne Jefferson, 2013.
We’re both very thankful to live in a place with lots of nice, accessible walking paths.
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