SNOW, LIGHT SNOW

in the morning. With some seeds and bread I walked to the pond and through the park to the other two places where the waterbirds are swimming, washing or just waiting.
Not a lot of people outside, it tends to be a bit slippery on the roads and it feels watery cold. But I persevere and make pictures.
I like it just look and see little changes happen, sometimes a drama evolves but in this cold not so often.

My haiku:

Slow snow swan turning
My eyes follow unsure steps
White on white snow swan

And the proverb:

Honour and profit lie not all in one sack.