Eight o clock in the morning, twentyfive below, 27:th of december. No fake, no Photoshopping, just a man and his camera. Watching this picture I remember the past winter. It was great in a sense but hanging out in the longer spring evening, nursing a beer, is much cooler. During some of the year the conditions are favourable for what is called "the blue hour". The light can be truly blue and vivid and the air is almost vibrating!
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