The morning after dad's service I went for a walk in a wooded area just outside town. I hadn't been on a camera walk in a long time. The last time was when I found the green heron strutting around on the bridge at a different park.
It's not the greatest time for outdoor photography in Michigan - most of the fall colors are gone now, or they're attached to the leaves on the ground. Some green foliage is still around, and it might stay green all winter - those plants forget to change, or no one told them they were supposed to.
There had been a light snow the night before my walk, and the water on the ground had a very thin layer of ice, as did the small ponds. My hands got cold but it felt good, and breathing the outdoor air after spending so much time indoors in the prior weeks was refreshing.
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