I had to run out early this morning, to run some errands. As I was returning, the sky was beginning to lighten and I saw fields frosted white, stretching into the distance and wrapping around a creek that feels the influences of the tide. Though I had places to be, I could not resist, and had to go for a frosty little trek. And I realized I am a pushover when it comes to photographing frosty thistles.
And I as I was tromping through the frosty, icy muck, a few things passed through my mind- I was very happy that the rich organic mud was to nearly frozen to stink as much as it often does, and secondly that this is what being a photographer is all about. Stopping to create photographs when something catches your eye, simply because you can’t resist, while everyone else keeps driving by, lost in the frenzy or drudgery of daily life.
As I walked further I was treated to some gems left by the outgoing tide. Feathers and leaves formed from ice crystals as the water levels dropped, leaving delicate traceries and patterns hanging from the stalks of reeds.
It was a good day to stop and smell the ice roses.
These are wonderful!
Blessings ~ Wendy
Thank you. I feel like I was just the messenger. The beauty was there, and I just happened upon it at the right time that I was able to share it
And a good messenger you are. :)
These are beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing.
“I could not resist”…spoken like a true photographer. And i am glad you didn’t because you have some lovely captures here.
Thanks. Not being able to resist is the blessing and the curse
Such beautiful images and such true words. I so understand that irresistible desire. Driving past frosted fields, I had to stop and capture the moment, which also included frosted Queen Anne’s lace (thanks for the identification, because I did not know what I’d taken a picture of :)). I’ve never seen false leaves before. Wow! I’m so glad you did stop and share what you couldn’t pass by.
Such magical forms; I suppose part of the fascination is that ice and snow make us feel like we’re in a winter wonderland of myth and fairy tale.
These are some great captures! Never leave home without your camera.
Thanks. I try never to have it far from my side… of course, I don’t know if that’s signs of being wise, or of photography being an addiction