"Frosted Fall"

With the frost yesterday, everything was muted a bit and the colors were softer.  The fog made the landscape seem very isolated and lonely, but in a good way.  I love that the tracks of the machinery that cut the hay are still visible and the tips of the stubble are frosted white.  It seems so forgotten after a busy summer of harvesting.  That's what winter does, it hides everything that is so bright and full of vitality in the summer.  Of course I forgot my tripod at home, so this was taken with the camera on the bumper of my car with the timer set.  Yep, nothing by skill here.