Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Colors of Snow

Ever since I was a child I have been entranced by the colors of snow and ice, and yesterday as I walked very carefully on top of the latest layer there was a hollow thump to every step, the land had become a drum.  Where we had broken through the previous day held a world of wonder, shards of crust-pebbled snow resembled the river at spring breakup. That electric blue was captured on the underside of the shards, clear pale yellow glowed along the surface; another day when it was very good to have to watch where I was placing my feet.

shards of gold
where Zoe had broken through the snow and ice
shards piled up  wherever we walked
the mysterious blue
rivulets running across the lawn
more gold and blue,  and beautiful shapes
One of Zoe hairs caught on the edge of a shard


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    1. Thanks Sharon, I remember as a 7 or 8 year old try to paint the colors of snow, still trying to capture that illusiveness.

  2. Beautiful and totally absorbing Liz. I took so many photo of those frozen edges when we were over there. The light on return is brilliant and blazing…and the sun is up at around 4.55am so we are totally light-filled at the moment. I love the dark prairies too - magical moments.

    1. Ohh, I so envy you the long day light, we are moving in the right direction but still a way to go. Are you OK with the intense heat and wildfires I've been seeing on the new?


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