The colours were quite similar, and I immediately thought of this day. The similarity ended there, of course. Today there was a lot of snow blowing across the middle distance, and the sun itself was raked with broken little clouds as they scudded low across of the lake. It was f'n amazing.
Naturally I had a roll of black and white film in the camera. Still managed a shot or two of the Go blasting toward the Bronte platform in a shroud of white.
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.
—Dr. Seuss