Frosty

I wanted to share this first frosty waterline of the becoming winter with you.
Beautiful, but chilly morning.

There were at least 12 swans in middle of bay, yet sleeping. Little mist was floating above sea level. Sun was coming up.
Steaming breath.

Winter is coming.

We look up at the same stars and see such different things." - Jon Snow”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords