Drip
Drip
Drop!
(Biggify this last picture to see the impact crater of the drop!)
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Showing posts with label icicles. Show all posts
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Friday, February 26, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Winter Collage
From the icicles at every window that make me feel like a prisoner of the White Witch to the hoar frost on the distant trees, Winter keeps finding new ways to arrange ice crystals.
Our basement windows yesterday were etched with the most beautiful frost patterns . . .
I imagine them as fabric in various colorways -- Rain Forest; Deep Sea; Chiaroscuro; and (Meshach, Shadrach, and Abednego) In the Fiery Furnace.
These days, fun is where you find it.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Variations on a Theme
The Eternal Cycle -- water...vapor...cloud...snow..ice...water...
In the night fat snowflakes drift down from the dark sky,
Blanketing the roof in an icy winter coverlet.
Morning brings sun's melting magic;
Unraveling, the blanket edges
Slide earthwards,
Hang frozen,
And then,
Drip
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Disappear . . . into the waiting earth below.
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