So while others are reveling in greenery and flowers, we have ice art to enjoy. It’s fascinating. There always are new patterns to check out and photograph. Even mud puddles are intriguing.
Our spring plants are tough, and can put up with Jack's doings. His icy decorations won't last long anyway.
|"No worries, we've been through this before."|
|This is the tree I'm following this year -- it's wisely waiting for spring.|
Recent snow and wind had knocked male catkins off the tops of the trees. The ground was littered with males ... spent, but pretty in their frosty outfits.
|Click on images for a better view of these guys.|
The river was ice-free, but the overflow ponds had frozen on the surface. As always, there were neat patterns I hadn't come across before.
Indeed, it can take a really long time to walk just a short distance through an ice art exhibition -- there's so much to see!
Since my first photographic exploration of ice, Jack and I have worked together a lot. For more collaborative exhibitions, see these posts.
|From Central Park in Winter by Thomas Nast, 1864.|