The wind, like people, leaves its traces, prints, wherever it happens.
Such a trail was left by the wind on the top of the hill.
It was a frosty morning, the sun began to rise. I stopped the car on top of the hill.
The wind and frost were so strong that any moisture froze instantly.
It was very cold, but it was a very beautiful sight. I forced myself to get out of the warm car and take some pictures.
And here, the parodox begins.
After taking the picture, I again got into a warm car and warmed up.
If they ask me what is the coldest time of the year, I will answer, it is autumn.
Cold penetrates to the bones, but you can’t warm yourself. Heating in houses is still disconnected. In homes colder than on the street.
This photograph is a reflection of what I want for winter to come faster. I want to keep warm.
Photos taken with a Sony Cyber-shot DSC-HX300 camera
I edited a photo in the program PhotoDirector, which I also installed on my smartphone.
