Let us begin the New Year with...
Ice ice ice, beeeeeautiful ice!
Hey, what is it with you and ice, you wonder?
Ice is the new flowers!
"I don't understand." I have now quoted you as saying.
Let me explain.
In the late Fall, the World slowly bleached of its color. And I would go out and take pictures of it. Then I would come back home and open up the pictures on my computer. And I would say "Oh look, tree bark and squirrels. Look at all these nice pictures of tree bark, and black river water, and tree branches, and a gray squirrel on a tree branch over tree bark drinking black river water."
But one day I accidentally opened up some photos from July.
It made me a little...
Yes dear collaborators, I felt wistful.
Maybe even sad.
Until I found ice!
Ice is colorful!
Wait, no, not that one. This one:
Or this one:
And even if maybe it's not quite as brilliantly colorful as flowers, I find it as endlessly interesting and beautiful.
My camera likes it!
Plus, much like flowers, things happen around ice.
Pull back sometimes and it's interesting:
But come close and it's endlessly fascinating and photographable:
And so in conclusion I'd just like to say,
I think I need a warm drink.