Julia Preminger Photography
Encounter with Deer on a Frosty Morning
It's the night of the new moon in November. I've had a glimpse through my window of a crystalline black sky splashed with starry light. Now the dawn is coming and something is calling me to go outside and greet the day. It's the second night of temperatures cold enough to blanket the landscape with hoar frost. The eastern sky is gleaming gently as I head down to the lake shore. The landscape is breathing and vibrating with intelligence as the light softly increases—a complete
