Our walk this morning went from forest to field - we wanted to see what the ice had done with the prairie plants. It was so beautiful. There were marbles:
glass fingers:
and even paperweights:
Rows of frozen droplets on branches:
and globes that reflected the world around them:
I think tomorrow, if the sun is out again, I may have to return with my macro lens and tripod.
Ooh, just exquisite! Both this and the last post. The beauty of ice in its many manifestations is part of what makes winter not just bearable, but delightful.
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