When the Sun Meets the Frost

I am so fortunate to be able to walk thru a park which has a wetland area, woods and gravel path. Each day, with the coming of colder weather, the frost sticks to the grass and the outer trees along the path. It's like walking into Narnia! The wetlands and grass are filled with the cold frost and as I walk into the wooded area I see places that were not touched by the cool night air. As the sun warms things up shortly after its rise, the fog and steam appear. Most of the leaves are still green on the trees and bushes and the creek continues to provide water for the small critters. Some days the fox is visible going across the path from one side of the park to the other. He crouches low and seems to be in no hurry. His energy is clear. I give him plenty of room.