One danger of January is spending too much time in internal spaces. Too much time in my house means to much time in my head. Frankly, the amount of time I spend outside taking pictures and walking around is inversely proportional to how neurotic I am. I got sick of my inner monologue this long weekend and decided that:
a) 20 degrees counts as warm in January in Minnesota
b) Gray and foggy counts as good light for photographs
c) St. Paul is still a cool city even when it's cold.