I saw this lion roaring as if in protest from an otherwise neglected Philadelphia wall, in the freezing cold today:
My hands froze while I took the picture, and my friends looked at me while rolling their eyes indulgently as if I was a bit of a kook, but I couldn’t ignore the opportunity. The lion might not be there (or look the same) tomorrow.
Brrrr…. and Grrrr…..
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3 responses to “Braving the cold”
Quite right. A nice gesture for this unlionfriendly weather.
I guess this isn’t the time where I should tell you of our mild weather — clear skies, high 60’s to low 70’s ….
😉
Makes me glad I’m not in room with a real, live hungry lion. Or a she-bear bereaved of her whelps, as the prophet Hosea spoke of YHWH’s wrath.