"This is a pile of ice slabs that were blown up on a reef, when ice was forming, then being smashed apart by wind. Now it sits as a sculptural memory, amidst the perfect ice that formed on a cold,calm night that followed. You can see that snow has begun to cover the ice, with the wind keeping open trails of beautiful indigo blue ice."
Trucks, cars, highways, landscape, good writing. "You cannot travel on the path, before you have become the Path itself."
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Ice, Lac La Ronge
©2015 Hilary Johnstone photo
"This is a pile of ice slabs that were blown up on a reef, when ice was forming, then being smashed apart by wind. Now it sits as a sculptural memory, amidst the perfect ice that formed on a cold,calm night that followed. You can see that snow has begun to cover the ice, with the wind keeping open trails of beautiful indigo blue ice."
HJ was my companion in ice, or I was her's, if you remember The Ice Story.
"This is a pile of ice slabs that were blown up on a reef, when ice was forming, then being smashed apart by wind. Now it sits as a sculptural memory, amidst the perfect ice that formed on a cold,calm night that followed. You can see that snow has begun to cover the ice, with the wind keeping open trails of beautiful indigo blue ice."
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