Today was one of those mornings when you could almost feel the seasons change.

   The distant landscape was swathed in mist and frost, in stark contrast to the view from the previous post.

   The railing at the Warden's Watch had a light coat of frost.

   I arrived silently, in time to catch a coot, with its goofy head motion, swim past the front of the platform. I had neglected to wear a coat, and was glad I had a cup of coffee with me to keep me warm.

   Below, a shot of a portion of the Celery Farm blessed with sunlight early this morning.

   Yes, I do believe that's a touch of frost on the phragmites.