Sunday, March 4, 2012

looking at ice

 today there was almost no snow
left from last week's thaw
but the cold crept back
and it's snowing some
 and all the little drainages
 in this place of wetlands
and springs
sinkholes and deer drinks 
  were still flowing full
under new ice
and this small spot
was chortling 
as it drained toward my land
and eventually 
the beaver ponds.

12 comments:

henrietta (aka ani aka zani) said...

must be so much nicer to have water/snow/water/snow chortle near by. much better then police sirens and loud motors from cars...city life is never this silent.

Velma said...

henrietta, even this country road is way too loud for me.

Valerianna said...

Some of the ice looks as though big drops instantly transformed to ice, bubbly - almost like rock candy.
Ick, rock candy, who ever ate that?

Good word, "chortling", captures it.

kaiteM said...

extraordinary for me to see, my only close reference point is underground caving and seeing the stalactites and s'mites

leFiligree said...

chortling means spring! love those last icicles hanging from the branches

onesmallstitch said...

the icicles are exquisite in their brief and fragile beauty

Anne said...

Beautiful photos I love the last picture...:)

Fiona Dempster said...

Lovely drippy-icy images - that gurgle, chortle must be a sign of Spring?

Velma said...

valerie, why not rock candy? i mean, i have rock books-
kaite, this ice was pretty fat and round, rather than crystalline and sharp
lF, perhaps, but it's only early march-
jean, yes
anne, thanks, the ice was quite fine here
fiona, i'm afraid it's pretty early still!

neki desu said...

frozen jewels to dream about.

Velma said...

neki, uncut and ephemeral!

ArtPropelled said...

In our Summer heat the sight of all that ice makes me thirsty. I like the last photo with the branch encased in ice.