Fall came late this year and winter, it seems is early. It’s not officially winter according to the calendar, but it’s here.
Leaves are delicate frost sculptures at my feet.
The lake is a frozen landing strip for the ducks.
The fog rolls in thick over the lake.
And then, the sun comes out blazing. Bouncing off the frost covered bridges and spreading sparkling lights all around.
Winter, even unofficially, is wonderful.
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