Icy fingers await springs’ warmth to unlock them.
Ice, looked at differently.
Iced-over structures mimic one another.
The afternoon was far less austere than this image of Goderich Harbour, with an icy Lake Huron in the background, suggests.
I stood on the riverbank, surveying the scene for an interesting vista to photograph. Nothing really struck my eyes. Then I looked down, just in front of my feet.
Water, incompletely solidified, becomes art.
Rounding a bend in the road I was greeted by the somewhat whimsical sight of these Canada geese out for a walk on the iced-over river.