Saturday, February 10, 2018 630 am 46 degrees
I arrive at Fair Oaks Bridge and daylight is hiding in shadows. Chicken call out through the neighborhood as they break the silence of dawn. In the chilly stillness of morning air, birds chatter unseen. Two runners pass wearing headlamps.
An Egret walks the riverbank searching for early morning breakfast. A crescent moon shines above Fair Oaks Bridge. Canada Geese fly quietly over the bridge as darkness fades to light.
Mist on the river rolls in slow moving waves across the surface of the water.