It Was Cold!

How cold? You ask.  So cold that when I was laying in the snow for some shots it felt like sand.  The heavy mist on Lake Superior was ethereal, especially with the Ariel Lift Bridge wrapped in it's guaze. 
Amelia and Chris walk along  the snowy rock and shore, not a care in the world.  We all watch an eagle circle over the unfrozen water.  Another was in a tree.
I meet a couple out for a drive they stopped to see the ice, he almost falls in;  they laugh.  I show him a good shot of the ice teeth made by the waves.  And, I loved her boots.
Its beginning to feel like the -22° f (with wind) that it is.  I take one last image with the TARDIS, then we retreat from the serenity of the shore. 
To KFC.