Originally, I wanted to shoot a sunrise while I was in Chicago. I walked down to the riverfront at 6:30 in the morning, braving the biting, bitter cold. The sun never showed. I saw a general lightening of the environment, but the mist hid the warmth behind cold, wet curtains. At first, the only sounds were pops from metal posts expanding and contracting in the ice. Then, the geese began waking. I captured this image as a flock of geese fled the creaking, groaning docks.
