Winter Mist
In the middle of a bitter winter, the sun came out and melted the snow, evaporating it to a fine mist which then hung icily in the chill air, wizarding the ambient light of the streetlamps into an ethereal glow.
I ran outside in my pajama top and winter jacket, wandering around with a camera in one hand and hitching up my gravitationally inclined house pants with the other.
