Posts tagged ‘frost’

a lone mitten, seeking home.

a chilly morning, with a fresh layer of frost on nearly everything. the bright blue sky is a good sign of things to come, though.

relatively thick fog (for Calgary, anyway), turning into ice crystals that weren’t quite big enough to be snow.

the morning bus ride, surprisingly not sardine-can full. perhaps many chose not to brave the -38˚C windchill to wait for the bus…





