Mississippi River at Crosby Lake Farm, Saint Paul.
On my way back from the MSP airport, having dropped off an out-of-town friend who’d been visiting, I passed by Crosby Lake Farm. Decided to have a look around, then decided on a quicker look once I felt how crazy cold the breeze felt on my bare skin. By the time I stumbled across this scene, my fingers were starting to go numb inside my gloves, so I made with the picture taking and raced back to the car to thaw out. Do I still have ten fingers? Stay tuned for the exciting answer.
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