Suitably layered, I set out along the lakeshore near our home. But the jog ended up being more good-intention than good-exercise, because I kept getting distracted by the utter gorgeousness of the day. The light here in winter is astonishing. It whets your vision and gives the world an almost unnatural sharpness, as if tearing away the usual layers and filters through which I see the world, to reveal its very essence. Either that, or the cold was making me delusional.
Faced with the fierce beauty of ice buildup along Lake Ontario, all I could do was jog home to get my camera and bicycle, and head back to the lake.
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