Looks like this rooster is peering through frosted glass, doesn't it? The type of crackly frosted glass you see on old fashioned shower doors.
But, no. This rooster is actually looking out of one of our sunroom windows, thick-coated with ice, courtesy of Mother Nature and her morning's wicked wintry mix.
Those are our sunroom doors. And I need to actually open them and venture out, soon, to take my dogs out. I don't want to do this, really I don't. Those dark blobs glimpsed through the ice are arborvitae shrubs. Even they look cold.
Spring can't come soon enough.