The hour was golden. It was late afternoon, and the sun was brilliant. Frank and I went out walking together. The man has long legs and keeps quite a pace ahead of me most of the time. I spend much of the walk looking at his back, as the next few photos will prove.
We entered the park, and just as I raised my camera to my eye, the shadow of a nearby spruce tree flickered across the back of Frank's red jacket.
Further along the path, Frank negotiated an icy patch.
He navigated all of the frozen puddles just fine but by now, I was in the habit of shooting him from the rear. I liked the reflection of his jacket in this one.
Okay, on to other things - like this sun-kissed branch and its reflection in the deep blue water of the pond.
This golden willow appears to just soak up the sunshine in every season.
Back on my street, I caught a brief exchange between two of the neighbourhood kidlets - Jailyn and Lily of "boobie" fame in yesterday's post.
And another walk is now behind us. Thanks for coming along.