A bit of fence along the boardwalk in the center of town.
Railings at the Post Office.
Old Glory's rippling reflection in the icy slush of Tuxis Pond.
Snow and Nature's Slushies along the pond's edges.
The edges of Tuxis Pond are slowly turning to ice; the resident turtles are nowhere to be see— patiently waiting for the next warm and sunny spring day.
Oh, yeah? This old tree on Wall Street has room to rent.
A study in black, beige and white . . .
. . . and a study in gray, blue and white.