It is a Jack Frosty morning to be sure, and if I can get out of first gear I'll pack up some camera stuff and venture out, just to see what there is to see.

Well it took a bit of convincing, but I finally talked myself into walking over to one of our neighbourhood parks before the fog and frost burnt off.

Through those trees and up the hill is a bench, and a pretty good spot to see what is out there.

Can't really see much from here, so I'm going to head off and take a closer look.

That's where I am headed--stepping through the foot prints.