Whistling through the boneyard
18 January 2011
Frozen in mid-stride after Syracuse snowfall
My sister-in-law Jeanne and I ran through Onondaga Park in Syracuse, New York, one recent and rare sunny morning while the thermometer was hovering around -3F (-19C) after about a 6- to 8-inch snowfall the day before.
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