Views of the great Saturday melt.

There were great pools of water at the base of every driveway:



Nothing's going to stop the ice fisherman from fishing:



And the boys see the chance to break out the shorts:



When these teenagers passed me on the trail, we had dialogue:

Boy: Taking photographs?

Me: Wearing shorts?

Shortly — yeah, shortly — thereafter, I went to a café to download my photographs. Sitting next to me: a girl wearing flip-flops. February flip-flops.