A Frosty Day.

Peering past the coffee and granola I see another beautiful morning beckoning me to explore the hoarfrost that worked so hard overnight decorating everything in sight.  A dim early morning light gradually gathered steam over the time I was out adding a brilliance to the spicules of frost. 

River undulations provide a constant source of beauty as ice deposits, melts, and deposits again, incorporating seeds, sticks, air and rocks in a never ending quest for sculptural perfection.

Is ‘love’ locked and frozen along with these hoar frosted padlocks applied to this bridge decking by  passing lovers?

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  1. Karen Maguire November 16, 2017 at 7:24 pm #

    Trent…..very beautiful photos and such poetic words . Karen

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