The river that accompanies the road through Montague, Leverett and then into Shutebury is frozen into thick layers with a liquid center of movement. It is so cold out! 7 degrees when I left the house. I was inspired to take photos because some other man had stopped his car and was hunched over against the wind walking toward the river with his camera. I stopped a ways down the road and pulled out my camera, crunching over the snow, I watched the river flowing over the ice.
I said, "It feels so good!"
He replied, with a smile. "Keep it. It's yours."
That shifted how I felt about it.
That's how my body wants to feel.