Le jour le plus froid de l'hiver. La date correspond a celle des photos, il y a deja plusieur semaines. Depuis, le froid a cesse et la neige est tombee, parfois, puis a fondu. Les icebergs de l'Hudson aussi. Mais ce qui me reste de cerveau et d'etats d'ames sont demeures depuis figes dans un etat que les seules variations climatiques ne sont pas parvenues a decongeler. Mais comme je me souviens m'etre pele les doigts pour prendre ces photos, il aurait ete dommage de les garder pour moi.
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The coldest day of winter. The date is when the pictures were taken, a few weeks ago. Since then, the cold is gone, snow has fallen a few times, then melted rapidly. The icebergs on the Hudson too. But what's left of my brain or thoughts has remained frozen in some sort of state beyond the laws of physics that temperature variations haven't managed to melt. But since I clearly remember getting my fingers frozen while taking these pictures, It would be a shame not to share them.
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