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Dec 2, 2023 | Photography

As autumn knowingly clears the path for winter, the slow sun struggles to pierce a gray blanket overhead. It’s crisp, cold and silent. Bright snowfall packs the footpath’s edge, and I walk through each cloud of my frozen breath, letting it pass over me like a purifying ghost.

Ricoh GR iiix
25ºF, gray, still
Fort Collins, Colorado