Despite the sun not making a return appearance today, it was still pretty today with the mist that has hung on throughout the day. The picturesque stillness of a quiet Sunday morning was more than I could resist, so Pippo and I headed out to the Griftpark once again. Quite a few other people had the same idea, but that didn’t detract from the experience, as the cold mist swallowed up any extraneous noise. There was something charming about the ghostly figures of couples strolling along the canal or children and dogs racing after toy balls.
The large pond in the center of the park was still frozen over, giving the birds and ducks their own skating rink.
My favorite Twisty Figures were looking particularly artsy against the misty, bare backdrop, although they were soon joined in play by a father, his sons, and a playful standard poodle.
There may have been a bit of frost on the ground still, and the monotone gray of the mist hid some of the brighter colors of the day, but there was still a hint of spring on its way as I spied these buds pushing their way up.