Warren: 8:00am, a photo by Ezra Hilyer on Flickr.

Walking to work this morning was like scratching a blackboard with every step, the snow screeching under my feet, and chills running up my spine.

The temperature is well below zero, and the river is swimming with shards of ice-pack.

Yet as I crossed the bridge, I saw a small duck take flight from the rime and dark.

One small spark of life amid the cold.