winter wonderland
Winter
Is a poetic season.
It has a stillness
That lends itself
To slow thoughts,
Carefully arranged,
And read
By Garrison Keillor.
Since the surface of the pond first began to freeze a week or two ago, the water level had dropped by some two or three feet. The ice lay in broken panes across the tops of the rocks on the banks and in the shallows. The pond is by the grocery store; about twice as many dead shopping carts now lay exposed as are visible when the pond is full. Upstream, the rocks at the base of the falls out of the small lake are curtained with at least three distinct terraces of ice. Unfortunately, I did not have my camera with me when I made these observations. About half a foot of snow fell last night, causing the water level in the pond to rise again to about halfway between the high-water ice rim and yesterday's low. I took some pictures this morning, but they are not as striking as they would have been if I'd taken them yesterday.
The upper rocks, not yet re-submerged, still have broken ice panes on them.
The ice near the edge of the pond is all broken up because just yesterday it was a foot lower, on the rocks.
Walking down the footpath beside the river this morning was truly a "winter wonderland" experience.
Looking downstream from the footbridge that crosses the river just below the falls.
The new snow covers the terraces I described, but the curtaining effect is still visible.
A picture of the lake from about a week ago -- this morning, it was white with thick new snow. I wanted to take another picture this morning, but by this time I'd already taken enough pictures that I couldn't get my camera, which has a short in one of its circuits, to stay on long enough to take any more.
Is a poetic season.
It has a stillness
That lends itself
To slow thoughts,
Carefully arranged,
And read
By Garrison Keillor.
Since the surface of the pond first began to freeze a week or two ago, the water level had dropped by some two or three feet. The ice lay in broken panes across the tops of the rocks on the banks and in the shallows. The pond is by the grocery store; about twice as many dead shopping carts now lay exposed as are visible when the pond is full. Upstream, the rocks at the base of the falls out of the small lake are curtained with at least three distinct terraces of ice. Unfortunately, I did not have my camera with me when I made these observations. About half a foot of snow fell last night, causing the water level in the pond to rise again to about halfway between the high-water ice rim and yesterday's low. I took some pictures this morning, but they are not as striking as they would have been if I'd taken them yesterday.
The upper rocks, not yet re-submerged, still have broken ice panes on them.
The ice near the edge of the pond is all broken up because just yesterday it was a foot lower, on the rocks.
Walking down the footpath beside the river this morning was truly a "winter wonderland" experience.
Looking downstream from the footbridge that crosses the river just below the falls.
The new snow covers the terraces I described, but the curtaining effect is still visible.
A picture of the lake from about a week ago -- this morning, it was white with thick new snow. I wanted to take another picture this morning, but by this time I'd already taken enough pictures that I couldn't get my camera, which has a short in one of its circuits, to stay on long enough to take any more.