The overnight frost had caused the snow to freeze. It crunched under my boots like loose stones. I had been trying hard not to make noise; an impossibility!
The vixen’s call for cubs to come home made my heart sank. I had split-second caught red flashes of foxes across the river half an hour ago and had followed a trail since. Now it seemed I had missed my chance to photograph the cubs playing in the snow.
I sighed and took a few photos of the scenery. Not what I wanted but there was no reason to waste the opportunity.
The Story Files 
Not sure which enchants me most: the fiction, or the photo. We don’t often get frost and snow where I live: too salty, though plenty cold. 🙂
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Thanks. 🙂 I do get some snow, light dusting and doesn’t stick around.
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We have ice and snow forecast tonight. I doubt it’ll hang around for long. If we get it at all. Yet 8 miles inland … is often a winter wonderland. I shouldn’t complain. 🙂
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We get snow and cold temperatures.
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