My Own Snowflake 4 Miler

Ok. Three snowflakes.

First snowflakes I've seen in Cambridge this year.

I did not try to walk across the Charles. Though I did see two terribly cute ducks, one trailing behind the other, near the opposite bank.

You'd think more people would be out, escaping their families, Christmas mid-morning.

But it was eerily empty by the Charles.

Except me. And my thumping. Heavy strides.

4 miles.

Then a fabulous strut back from Medford this evening.

Yes, a strut.

There was a soundtrack involved. Thanks, Suave!