A few days of single digit temperatures bring the ice into bloom.
It starts out slowly, thin, brittle and clear as glass.
Within a few days it becomes a dazzling presence. The sheer weight of it is a force that can split rocks.
It is, simply water, forced into a solid state by the cold air that surrounds it. And it is, simply beautiful.
The waterfall is frozen, but still runs beneath the ice.When you stand next to it, you can hear it, and in some spots there appears a thin veil of ice, and you can look right through it and see the water rushing by.
Button up your overcoat, and don't forget your hat!
6 comments:
Wow Cyndy, that waterfall is magnificent!
How absolutly beautiful! Oh I sure do miss the really cold weather back east!
And gloves! Never forget the gloves.
All I can think of is how your had to be outside in this weather to take those beautiful pictures!
Lovely photos. You had to be so cold though. I find myself cinching up my upper body even just thinking about going outside. I probably have muscles that won't un-tense til march.
Hi! Your ice pictures are beautiful!and so interesting. It rarely gets cold like that for long enough here. How lucky to have a frozen waterfall! Put enough wool on and somehow I would'nt be thinking about the cold with so much to see;0)Have a great day exploring! I will work on that woodpecker picture ;0)Celeste
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