On a winter’s day

I’ve always loved the effect of an overnight freeze on the day’s long lingering foggy breath. Almost always there’s already some kind of snow on the ground, the source of that moisture released back into the air with a warmer caress of air. Then in the morning, as if touched by a thousand magic wands in the sudden chill of the night, the fog is trapped as crystals of ice standing on end on every surface.

I hate the cold, did I mention? But this was too good, too beautiful to watch from indoors. I bundled, grabbed my camera, and snapped these.





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