We planned on getting in Duane’s car and riding back to New York with him after Christmas but his Brooklyn apartment building had a serious plumbing issue while he was up here so we decided to stay in town where the toilets work. The ride back was a black ice nightmare for him so we’re happy to have missed out on that.
We knew there wasn’t enough snow yesterday to ski through the woods so we put our skis in the car and drove along the lake. We stopped at Horseshoe Road and skied out on to the golf course but the snow stuck to the bottom of our skis so we turned around. Today we walked on the road but we’re attracted to a loud industrial sound in the distance. We followed our ears and cut across the marsh off Hoffman Road where we found this big blue ball. We would never be able to walk out there in the summer without sinking in mud. The temperatures have been hovering around the freezing mark and we’re making the best of Limbo.
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