March, 2009Well, okay it's just ice on the face of a cliff, one of the numerous granite bluffs along Route 30 near West Townshend in Vermont. The ice was melting fast on this warm March afternoon, and pieces were dropping off with mushy regularity under the brilliant sunlight. This time of year you want to pay close attention to the 'Falling Rock' signs, especially the ones decorated with pretty red flags.
What I like about this picture is the reedy thinness of the melting icicles, and the way they lead into the lines of the trees. Everywhere you look in the picture, your eye is drawn up to the very top.
What I like about this picture is the reedy thinness of the melting icicles, and the way they lead into the lines of the trees. Everywhere you look in the picture, your eye is drawn up to the very top.
1 comment:
"...mushy regularity..." a phrase which, taken out of context, is rather off-putting.
But yes, nice lines. The icicles, the trees: like nature's barcode.
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