by ajza

FullSizeRender (2).jpgThe winnipeg rivers are not yet fully frozen.  We’re on the edge, holding our breaths, rolling the dice.
What’s the point of winter, if not to feel at the mercy/in awe of nature as it wilds its way through the city, anyway?  (Except to be reminded that nothing is predictable, even winter, even in winnipeg, even though you love it.)