chilly photography
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2002.10.24
Got out to the cemetary early this morning to take some pics in the first light. Well, not the first light, per se, but early enough. There was still frost on the grass and the fallen leaves, and there wasn't yet much wind. It was good. But damn cold. I've been wearing the lining in my jacket for a week or so, already, but now I regret packing all of my mits and whatnot into storage. Man, I miss the Australian weather.