Day Six

Defrost

6/366

Drip. Drop. Dripity Drop.

It's forty-seven degrees right now. A nice change from the teens two days ago, but winter will make it's comeback and most likely with a vageance. I even heard birds while out shooting in my front yard this morning. I like this, but I wish I had sharper focus on the drop. The fog really diffused the light. I stopped shooting when the neighbor walked down for a visit. By the time he stopped chit-chating, a breeze had taken away my dripity drops.