[IMAGE] glass ice

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Patterned still life.

It’s been chilly here overnight, then bright bright bright stillness and warmer, 40-something temps during the day. Yesterday morning I walked out to my car around ten o’clock, accompanied by a sun that blazed low and hot on my back as I entered the prairie grass field behind the house. I was greeted with something extraordinary. And, so beautiful, I nearly wept.

[IMAGE] glass ice

A tsunami, of sorts. A giant wave to ride.
A set of fallen leaves.
A collection of feathers, gently landed.
Frozen, museum quality art.

Nature’s natural crystallization at work. Brilliant, Escher-esque patterns and perfect math and utter perfection. I’ve never seen anything like this.

[IMAGE] glass ice

[IMAGE] winter sun

Oh, and in case you can’t tell…. it was the ice on my windshield.

[IMAGE] glass ice

[IMAGE] glass ice

I live amidst wildlife.
I eat wild rice.
And now I can add wild ice to my list!

[IMAGE] glass ice