I'm not sure, but it seems like the blues in our Winter skies are bluer. Except for my icicle finger tips, I love walking and taking photos on this kind of day...

looking through reflections...

Having this park right across the street...I'm spoiled! Even on these colder, dark days. If at all possible, when we start snow-birding, I want to return to Bothell. Just waiting on Mr Covid. I call the park in the first two photos my "dead end park" because the public path ends by some private property down by the white building. If I walk left, and walk through the "Landing Park" with the small playground and Museum area, I go by the new pedestrian bridge. It's due to re-open any day now. My walk to the other side of the river will be shorter once again! Pumped!

 

Winter trees and fog...layers of black and white and gray lines...

It was super foggy along the river yesterday morning. When I looked down the river I thought I made out the shape of a person on the other bank, but I wasn't sure. When I was walking back, I took the shot with the blackberry bushes in the foreground and confirmed that it was a fisherman standing in the water with fishing pants. Whoa! My face was cold, and this guy was standing in the river.

I often peruse my previously posted photos in the mornings, and think "what would I like to edit/share today?" I decided to look for some "blue sky" shots. These show my walk over the bridge from Blyth Park earlier this month, and through the tunnel going to the former Wayne golf course. There were some little lakes on the Wayne greens because of the previous night's rains.  

from a walk last week...

what I see when I look at a tangle of bushy branches and leaves...

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Wet leaves, and winter rain runoffs. Colors moving from oranges and browns to black...

from my walk on Sunday morning...