Thankfully, we are well into the double digits this morning, in contrast to the single digits near or below zero for an unrelenting week of wind, gray clouds and eyeball-freezing weather.
But it has been good for ice viewing–less so for bringing hands out of pockets, then out of gloves, to take pictures of creek ice–about the only subject worthy of such suffering for another six to eight weeks.
I suggest viewing the larger image on Flickr. The ice along Nameless Creek really does make for some crisp cameos of the season, with color added by oak and especially beech leaves trapped in cloudy or clear ice.
For anyone paying attention to such things (mom?) I will likely be posting to the blog closer to mid-day a couple of times a week only, saving the early hours for some projects I’m trying to pursue with greater discipline, and blogging and responding to emails later, when I’ve exhausted the muse with writing that takes optimum attention–such as it exists these days.