A chilly morning in the Lake Champlain Valley—here about 10F with a -10F wind chill—with a slow midwinter sunrise. I wasn’t able to layer up fast enough to catch the pinks and oranges of dawn, but I was still able to get outside to see the low sun prisming through the diffuse lining of lenticular clouds and the light catching on the blowing snow drifting unpredictably through the haying fields.
It’s the kind of cold where my camera went from 87% battery to flat dead over the course of six photographs.