Every now and then there is a Cold Day in January that chills to the core. The clear, crisp, blue captures that drop in temperature. Yet the water, bubbling with energy, is bouncing around with such brilliant reflection. The sun gives the idea that for just a moment it might be warm. Soaking and chilling to the bone anyone that comes near. There are always days, in the winter, that are so bone aching cold and the wind cuts straight through you. Out on a location, it’s even worse.
Because there is nothing anywhere around to break the cold or the wind. The only thing you really have going for you is that you are dry a least. Days like this one will strip that away with no notice at all. The whole thing almost plays out in slow motion as everyone realizes what has happened. The adrenaline keeps everyone working. It’s not until after the task is complete that they even seem to realize they are soaked to the bone. The dance between the sun and water mocking the men trying to contain it. Almost suggesting that there is a chance for victory. On a Cold Day in January, there is nowhere to hide.