“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” –John Burroughs
Tag: frost
Mirror Lake
I spent this past weekend camping in Mirror Lake State Park near Lake Delton, Wisconsin. The leaves are changing but probably a week or two away from peak autumn color.
Ice Crossing
One of the benefits (can you call it that?) of the old, relatively un-insulated windows in our house is that when it gets really cold outside, in the morning, we get this really cool window ice frost. The crystals form fascinating intricate fractals patterns all over the glass. This is image started as a simple… Continue reading Ice Crossing