When the weather gets very cold, the snow crunches under my boots, making a squeaky, crackling sound. Our cats sniff the air and choose to stay inside. Nothing melts. The icicle on the lilac bush near the back door dangles precariously, like a ballet dancer holding a position.
7 comments:
That's really... cool.
(Seriously, that's a really great "capture," in the jargon of the photography-obsessed.)
Beautiful!
I have an almost identical-looking icicle on the lilac bush near my backdoor, too. :-)
That is gorgeous. I miss branches covered in ice.
That really is beautiful. Kind of takes my breath away, actually.
Lovely lovely picture. (My verification word is momented. Kinda love it.)
So I've been lurking around your blog for a few weeks, trying to decide which I enjoy more...your photography or the stories you share. It's still a toss up. Thank you for sharing!
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