Lake Winnebago was covered with winter ice. Off in the far distance near the horizon, there were numerous fishing shacks out on the lake. The snow was a crusty hard sheet making it easy to walk with regular boots.
The amber sun of winter reflected off the rippled ice. Repeated freezing and thawing turned the surface slippery and shiny. There was a slow winter breeze coming off the frozen lake, and the cold air was hard on bare fingers needed to push camera buttons. Does cold weather make camera buttons smaller?
The sun was hitting the horizon, so it was time to turn for home. Days and seasons, family and friends come and go, but the word of the Lord endures forever.