Ice

Sometimes you can find opportunities in small places; in this case it was a bucket.  We get some hard freezes in North Carolina.  A few years ago we had several days of extreme cold and the water buckets in the dogs’ kennels froze.  I tipped the buckets over to let the sun warm them enough that the ice would separate from the bucket, and when I picked the buckets up there were bucket-shaped pieces of ice.  The exterior of this particular piece had ridges and trails where air had slowly made its way through the thawing ice, leaving a very abstract pattern that’s vaguely reminiscent of an aerial landscape photograph.

New Ice