Imagine being a creature that lives outside of a warm house all the time. It’s not my cuppa, for sure.
To some people, this kind of stuff is very attractive.
To me, it’s nice in a photograph, but it stinks in real life. When it gets frosty and icy, I steel myself to grab a camera and dash outside and take several snapshots as fast as possible. Then I dash back indoors and fiddle with the exposure and composition and try to reduce the shaking-hands blurriness.
The weather report on the radio this morning called our current weather “February-like,” and I totally agree. Below freezing and it’s only late November! This year we went from summer to spring, then winter. What happened to autumn? Must be global warming, or, as I like to call it, warble gloaming.