The snow piles from two weeks ago have a shaggy appearance now.
Surface hoar is building crystal structures which sparkles in the sunlight.
Up close, on my knees, I can see the structures if I place myself within four inches of the icy layers.
Not quite as elegant as the river surface hoar, but the color is more interesting.
Arctic ice blues and aquas can be seen the deeper one looks into the snow/frost.
We stride by the white mounds on our way to pick up the newspaper in the morning, the mail in the afternoon, or when we are heading out on some errand.
From our living room the mounds are just white lumpy shapes.
Who is enjoying the snow pile's secret art?
I guess you are...now.
5 comments:
You're addicted, aren't you? ;) I can see why! Fascinating!
Still amazing. We are down to just a very few patches here.
Yes, I am. You may be addicted and you're making a lot of us addicted, too. It looks like another world...the ocean floor or something.
I am receiving an in-depth education on the wonders of snow here on your blog lately! It causes me to pause and thank God for all his hidden wonders and beauty that never cease and are just waiting for us to take the time to look for and find.
Yes, I am enjoying! I know where to come to get my 'snow art' fix.
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