Last Wednesday, the winds howled. As I looked out the window, I could see uprooted trees, trees fallen on electrical lines, broken garbage cans lying in ditches, roof shingles on lawns and in the street, and the list goes on. Doesn’t that seem like an unlikely setting in which to find beauty?
I thought so, too, until early that evening, when I was in a car, traveling over the Niagara River. The river was full of ice chunks that were floating free in the water. It was an amazing sight. I wanted to photograph it but that wasn’t happening in a moving vehicle (no, I wasn’t driving).
The next day, I was in Beaver Island State Park. There, I saw ice chunks floating free in the water.
Once I was closer to the water, albeit in a different car, I could see how large the ice chunks were. I decided that I would take pictures of the ice in the river. On foot, I got closer to the river and I saw the beauty that came about with big blocks of ice in the water. The sight was amazing.
The next day, I walked to a different part of the river, with less ice. This is what the ice looked like there:
|smaller chunks of ice, sitting under a dock|
|slowly, the beautiful ice floats away. Maybe spring will come soon?|
Stay tuned for the next episode of finding beauty in likely and unlikely places!