I’m still walking the same ground at Huntington State Park, and there is not much new to see but the cold. Everyday it has been freezing but you can notice it effects on the land differently from day to day. Getting out regardless of the temperature has been an exercise in fortitude, but once I’m out there, it is one of buoyant mindfulness. Not only is the ice varied and fascinating, but it makes curious sounds, mooing, keening, pinging, crackling, moaning, crunching, echoing, and muffled lapping.
In these photos, you can see what I noticed this month. Some of these are reference photos, others are abstract photographs in their own right. What are you noticing outside where you are? Even in the bleakest months, there is always something good to find.
And to those of you in warmer climes (I know you are out there), so sorry you are missing all this frigid air in the lungs. It feels so good!