I chiseled out this monster, Murk, because of the cloudy, wet, dense air that has taken over my city the last two days.
I like to think that Murk is lurks somewhere out there in the foggy abyss salvaging dity snow piles and luring in the misty air. Or maybe he is out to get us all! AHHH!
I hope that it is sunny again tomorrow and that Murk goes back to the Pacific Northwest or his den in the sky to rest.