I stood in our bedroom and bemoaned the fact that the extreme cold has created a layer of frost on our window, preventing me from looking out upon the freshly fallen snow in our back yard. As I squinted through the frost on the window, the beauty of winter’s wonder became evident at a distance of a mere two inches.
What appears to be landscapes painted by an impressionists brush are, in truth, the ice formations on our bedroom window. The colors are formed from the beautiful sunlight reflecting off the neighbor’s house and our own landscape.
These are unexpected winter gems and I look forward to capturing a few more ice still life’s before the deep freeze is over.