Or, life in the woods

I am spending Easter with a friend's family in Massachusetts, whom I thank greatly for their hospitality. This morning, my friend and I performed a unique kind of Good Friday penance. After waking around 6:30 and going out into the 25 degree weather, we walked the circumference of Walden Pond before standing on the shore in our boxers, and then diving into the water.

It was cold. Very, very cold.

We thought Thoreau might have enjoyed that sort of thing.

Have a holy Good Friday.