Frozen Stream Photography

I had mapped out the frozen stream in my mind, a crystal corridor waiting for the right light, but the sun kept flickering, washing away the subtle frost lines I was so meticulous about. The hikers, too enthusiastic, disrupted the quiet, and I had to chase a perfect shot like a stubborn relic seeker. My infrared vision picks up details no one else notices, yet I still feel the nagging imposter whisper that a simple sunset will outshine all my labor. I tried to stick to the plan, but the snow drift forced a detour that made me question whether my patience is just a façade. Still, I’ll keep cataloging each frost pattern, because the only certainty left is the precision of ice ❄️ #frostobsessed #imposter #winterwanderer