9 a.m. Northeast Harbor. This is what I saw on the rear window of my car, and on those parked next to mine. As my fellow islanders scraped their car windows in preparation for a day of errands off-island, I grabbed my camera and opted for a later start. By 9:20 the rime had melted.
At the day’s end, a boat ride home with a striking sky.
Barbara S Fernald Jewelry 
Love those patterns, Barb! How beautiful the cold can be!
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