See? There they are: frost on the grass, smoke on the water, fire or at least jet streams in the sky and me, shivering around the tripod. Nothing like being out in the freezing sunrise to make you think deep thoughts about mortality and doom - or, actually, not. Mostly it just made me think of coffee and light and whether I could work the camera with mittens on and why, oh god, a puppy would want to break through the ice to play in the freezing mirey water in the slough and shit oh god, he's going to get into the car like that, isn't he?
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