The last frost of the year

It was early in the morning, the sun had barely risen, and I was getting restless. The light outside was soft and hazy, and I knew I would regret staying in. But I also knew I did not have much time.

I wore some warm clothes, put on my winter boots, grabbed the camera and ran out of the door. The grass was that kind of greenish gray you only get after a cold night. There was a very thin mist that could not have risen more than a few feet before it melted under the warmth of the sunrise. I started pedalling, not knowing yet where I was going. The air was crisp and it hurt my face. I decided to take a turn. Instead of into the city, I rode to the outskirts.

Tall grasses and shrubs lined a canal, where geese and ducks had just started scavenging for something to eat. And I did the only thing one can do in a place like this. Start taking photos.

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Enjoy your week and see you soon.