Softness

Most of the shapes and textures of winter are hard and cold. After a frigidly bitter day I was so happy to see these soft tufts of grass left over from the summer.

So, I pointed and shot in the general direction in the dark. Thank goodness for cropping and contrast. This altered reality is an approximation of what I saw.

My cat will stay inside tonight. And he will wake me up at 4:30 AM begging for food. And most likely his bowl will be full because he is usually too dumb to check for himself. And he needs to be petted before he'll eat. He's a very stupid cat.