Thursday, December 9, 2010


As I hiked in the cold, a miniature struggle was being played out at my feet. The air temperature was a brisk 26 degrees, but the cloudless sky allowed the sun to melt the light accumulation of snow into a fine mist. The invisible vapor was then refrozen, crystallizing on blades of grass. The delicate crystals glistened as I paused to photograph their beauty.

As I hiked onward, I had no way to know the scope of the epic battle taking place on the frozen lake ahead of me.

Continued in next post...


  1. These are beautifull pictures! It is always great to take a long walk in the country on the early december. The crisp air is revigorating. Tanks for sharing.