After spending the past few days avoiding the outdoors, I had hoped to get some photos of ice huts on the lake. A few consecutive days of temperatures in the minus thirties meant that the lake would have enough ice on it for fishing.
Sadly, I didn't see any. It was snowing, and I couldn't see out very far.
I get frustrated this time of year. The world is so white and I feel as though there's nothing to take photos of. Snow gets boring after a while.
OK, so the ice heaved up against the shore was interesting.
And I'll head back out when the snow clears and the sun is shining.
I have to say, it's hard to feel inspired these days. It must be a February thing.
But these words resonated with me when I came across them last week.
I have to say, it's hard to feel inspired these days. It must be a February thing.
But these words resonated with me when I came across them last week.
Soon enough, this world of white will begin to thaw. In the meantime, I'll have to try harder to look for inspiration in the here and now.
I suppose one can always count on dogs for that.
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