This image was taken back in November, but if you’ve seen the weather here in the past couple of days, it could have been taken recently. It has been spring like outside, giving me a bounce in my step and some hope that this ‘winter of my discontent’ will not last indefinitely. No, it hasn’t been a harsh winter by any stretch, but it has felt long since I’ve seen leaves on trees and felt a warm breeze on my skin, and I’m long since tired of wearing my winter coat. A friend appropriately named this tree years ago, Medusa. I see her every day during my run.