On January 16, 2010, in the midst of the continuous cold winter weather we were having here in northeast Kansas, Evan and I ventured out to Lake Shawnee on a very foggy, icy Saturday afternoon to shoot photos and video. We were drawn there due to the weather that day. The temperature was hovering indifferently around 15 degrees. The fog was so thick you couldn't see the other side of the lake. No animals were around. There was snow everywhere, and the lake was frozen clear out to the middle. It was dead quiet, almost like being on another planet. We took dozens of photos and lots of video all along the west side of the lake. I took the photo of Evan on the left above as he stood on a dock on the southwest corner of the lake, near 45th street. This evening we went back out to the same spot and reshot the photo as close as possible to the original. This time the whole place was alive and different. There were people walking along the trail, including a man with a dog. There was a fellow fishing off the dock. There were birds everywhere, all the trees were green, and the flags on the golf course across the lake fluttered in the breeze. Free from the ice, the water spashed ashore. I love the seasons and couldn't bear to live without all four of them. I love walking around in winter's frozen, dead world as much as I do strolling along the lake trail on a summer evening listening to my iPod, as I did tonight.