I had to get up early this morning, headed across town to an 8 am appointment ahead of the workday. A cold front blew in overnight, spreading a heavy frost across the city, leaving the air clear and the ground white. Bicycles were skidding on the roads, so I elected to walk to my meeting, along the river and over the High Bridge. The sun rose low and yellow, infusing the river and the city with some of that famous Dutch Light.
It’s hard to capture in photos, but I walk a little slower and take it all in, even on a frosty morning.