This past week week we had a few foggy days with cooler temps which usually creates a frosted wonderland. Although I did not have the chance to really take advantage of the phenomenon, I did capture a few images and went out a couple of days later to try macro photography on what was left of the frost.
Across the Salmon River, north of Stanley, ID, and on the other side of the road, atop the power line, eagles had built an enormous nest and were tending to their young.
One of those mornings at one of those spots where nature fills my senses.
Spring warmth and sunshine persuades these ferns to unfurl their greenery.
One more from the ledge rock at Gooseberry Falls State Park.
The third installment of my interpretation of ice patterns on the rocks at Gooseberry Falls State Park.
Second in a series of natural ice patterns.
In winter, Lake Superior creates with ice. Whether it’s by flinging it up on shore with gale force winds or simply by letting the surface freeze, something wonderful will result. On this particular day the sun was absent and the air was hazy, this spoke to me as perfect for monochrome imaging. This set of images were taken from the shoreline at Leif Erickson Park in Duluth. By the way, if you want to wander around the shoreline, bring ice grippers.
Once again I have gone in search of patterns in the ice along the lake shore. Conditions have not be favorable this year for the kind of patterns I’ve found in past years, but I did manage to find a couple to play with.
2020…it sounds very futuristic. In many ways, compared to what I’ve grown up with, it is the future, just not quite the one I was expecting. I raised myself on a steady diet of science fiction books and films, so I thought I would have a flying car by now. Sure, we have computers for home use that are amazing, smart phones, smart watches and even Artificial Intelligence, but where is my flying car? We can video chat with anyone around the world, we can travel long distances in short amounts of time, (if you don’t count going through security) but no flying car!
Oh well, here’s to the future as it is and a toast to what the future will look like for us photographers. And leading off the new year, here’s an image that caught my attention while hiking along the rocky beach in Split Rock State Park in northern Minnesota.
I’m guessing that the log was flipped by wave action which reoriented the icicles.
