Before Ice




I was here just before things began to freeze for winter. Some mornings were dense with fog and others were covered with glistening frost. On this morning I was at a lake with grass mirrored in it. The color was a soft blue. The lake and grass went on without an end in sight. Every now and then a bird would fly across the frame and disappear into the mist.


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