So what does a girl do on a chilly winter's day? Hightail it down to the creek, lay on a slab of ice, and take photos.
Hidden in the solitude of Vermont, if one is crazy enough to withstand frigid temperatures, one can uncover extraordinary hidden treasures. On today's outing I parked myself next to a half frozen river and witnessed the magic.
In one fell swoop, life is gushing with movement, yet also frozen in time. How does that happen?
My words could not amplify the beauty I found within the ice. I will let the images speak for themselves.
Live in color,
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