Braving the cold and snow foam

Sally's lead in one hand, camera in the other. I wasn't expecting to find any new scenarios to shoot in down the marsh, as I've visited so often and taken so many pictures, anything new is becoming a rarity.

But I did. I hadn't counted on the wind being so... well, windy! The lakes churned in the wind like a boiling broth and left its edges painted in foam, Sally found all of it rather enjoyable.

Oh, I also found a glowing stone.