I went for a walk this morning and it was a toss-up
as I left the door, do I bring my camera or my Ipod?
As soon as I got down to the lake, I regretted my choice.
There was a soft grey mist sitting atop the water,
while ice floes floated down the Niagara River
into Lake Ontario.
It was mystical, magical.
I really wished I had captured it to show to you.