It was a little nippy yesterday afternoon when I took a stroll on the groomed cross country ski trails around the wetlands of the St. Olaf Natural Lands. I intended to take a few dozen photos as the sun set but I wimped out. Fingers numb quickly when the wind chill is way south of zero and I’m trying to hold still for macro shots. My favorite technique of sticking my hands down my pants to warm them up in my crotch tends to draw the attention of campus security.
There’s a new information kiosk at the trailhead, with a small plaque that reads:
Class of 2010
Her Father, Tony Rand