As I'm sure I have pointed out on numerous occasions, I usually go for a little stroll after I get the kiddies on the bus in the morning. When there is much snow on the ground, I usually don't try to navigate through the nearby park, but I did on Tuesday. There is a little drainage pond there, which in turn can drain into the river just beyond.
On that morning, there was steam coming off the pond as the sun's rays hit it after a cold night although it was still very cold that morning. I thought it would make a nice photo, so once I got home I grabbed my camera, hopped in the car this time, and returned. Too bad: just like me, the pond had run out of steam.
I still like these photos but am sorry that I missed the mist.
Two days later, as I write this on Thursday, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole pond were frozen over. If not, it will likely be getting close, and my chances of repeating the steam are minimal.
Behind me in those photos there were some trees with berries that also made for a few decent photos.
There is nothing like a walk on a cold but sunny morning. You bundle up, and it's invigorating. But photography in the cold can be problematic, so I don't usually take it on a walk. In addition to the plight of freezing fingers, I don't want to fall on an icy patch.
But there will probably be a few more winter photos before the season is done.