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ice gardens
of not so long ago
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- the space filled by birds
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11 comments:
Wow! That first one looks a bit like a crystal sowbug. The second one like a proud mother spider sitting atop her clutch of eggs. Amazing.
Refreshing- I want this one in my gin also! So pretty and yummy looking!
beautiful crystals - love the third shot in particular steven.
Incredible, timeless photographs. Lovely musings "of long ago".
Incredibly, we have sunshine here today!
And still there's ice, just as our world here is cooling and we have put on our heaters for the first full day today.
Frozen in time!
Fabulous macros, Steven! My fave is that third one down...wow!
As soon as it warms up, it instantly becomes almost impossible for me to remember the cold. And vice versa in the fall. Why is my sensory memory of the seasons so short lived?
Thanks for the journey back to the ice!
I could wear these ~ at least until they melted .......
This almost looks like Diamonds of the Sea...with all the bubbles and sparkle. :)
Hi there Steven
I love that ice, whilst solid gives the appearance of being alive and breathing...
as a child in cold Christchurch I would leave bowls of water outside with flowers floating on the surface. It was always magical to invert the lumps of ice the next morning to see the ice imagery.
Happy days
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