Over and over, melt then freeze, warm then cold, water then ice…spring is here, leaving pretty patterns in it’s wake.
Considering the damage the ice storm left behind, it’s nice to have spent the week admiring the beauty in it’s embrace. Now I’m off to have a bath – after 2 wipeouts on the ice today, my right butt cheek needs to embrace some hot water and epsom salts.
To finish off my Ice Storm series, here is an ice-covered tree, gilded by the light from a fading sunset.
As it is the New Year, everyone is talking about resolutions – mostly how to make them, but also how funny it is that we make them (’cause they will most likely be broken, and soon). So let me add my voice to the chorus:
I resolve this year to notice shapes and textures, shadows and sparkles, light and movement and beauty and simplicity and lines and contrast and colour and everything that makes the world so astounding that I can’t help but gasp. And then I will snap my shutter. But I will do my darndest to notice first, drink it all in, and THEN to capture it all. It’s good for the soul. And I resolve to then share my images here with you. Shouldn’t be too hard to keep this one…I hope!
On Christmas Eve, it was -24 C outside, but the sun was shining and we were restless, so we ventured out for a c-c-c-cold 45 min jaunt through our local conservation area. I was frozen to the core, but happy to be in the sun. The kids were just happy, not noticing numb cheeks or icy fingers.
That’s usually the way things go around here. While I use the kids as my scapegoat, it’s usually me full of reservations and excuses. No longer, I say! Get off my butt, I say! ‘Tis a New Year, the opportunities are endless, and I am the master of my fate. And there are ice storms leaving delicate layers of ice on branches in the sun, just waiting to be photographed.
Growing up out west, we had our share of weather phenomenon to endure and appreciate, but nothing like an ice storm. My favourite was always hoar frosts, where you’d wake up to a world covered in snow crystals. But freezing rain creates an entirely different effect – the world is covered in ice, making a sparkling glass kingdom out of nature. It is truly breathtaking. After 3 winters out East, I hope I never lose this sense of awe and wonder I have when witnessing an ice storm.
Let’s be like this family of river otters – let’s get outside, and embrace winter in all it’s glory – a walk in the snow, some playtime on the ice, and maybe even some sliding down hills (on skis, sleds, or even your rear end). ‘Cause there’s no point in staying inside for months complaining about the cold, when there’s so much fun to be had!
Seen on the Rideau River January 2013, a family of 4 river otters, loving life.