Frosted and Iced

I greatly enjoy the Great British Bake Off, and its Canadian cousin.  I enjoy, now and then, baking a cake.  I shall be doing so this weekend, in fact, for an observation of my father’s birthday.

But I am not a huge fan of frosting or icing.  The former was a menace on Christmas day, during a week in which many places in Canada were being described in the news as colder than Mars.  It’s not quite that cold today… but on Wednesday it was warm. It was, in fact, only freezing, in the strict 0C meaning of the word.

Which meant that the couple of hours of rain which preceded the sudden drop back to normal winter temperatures is still gleaming on every horizontal surface.  We have been glazed.

So today’s film is a philosophical contemplation of what might happen if time stopped.  Because I think it did. Or has.  Or continues to.

Today’s pen: Parker Vacumatic
Today’s ink: Waterman vintage blue

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