Cold Golden Fire: Winter Sunrise

It was bitterly cold overnight, way down into the teens, and I was glad I'd switched my day to work at home this week to Wednesday. That meant I did not have to go out in the cold. And so for once, I mostly stayed in.

This was my view of the sunrise through our bedroom window. The window was covered in condensation from our breathing overnight, and I shot through the droplets into the woods, where the sun was rising.

Cold golden fire. All light. No heat.

The soundtrack: Our Last Night, with Sunrise.