Cold As Ice

I went up to this little fishing pond, a puddle really, near our house this evening as the sun was setting because there are often lovely reflections in the surface. But silly me I'd forgotten everything is frozen. So no good reflections , but the light was quite nice.
Then on the way home I missed the wildlife photographer of the year shot. I saw a fox walking slowly across an open field, with a lovely sunset too, and it turned towards me and stood still. I had the telephoto lens on and everything, but alas , all the wrong settings , so all I've got is a blurry impressionistic fox. Grrrr. The one that got away. I have so much to learn and remember to do.