January 17, 2011. How tenaciously snow hangs on. The warm sun tries to melt it, but it doesn't want to go and these beautiful little filigree edges develop, light and lacy. The sun almost shines through them like glass. The mixture of debris and snow shines cristaline in the sun. The formation mimics underwater coral, surrounded by an ocean of air, moving around it, bringing an eddy of warm air to burrow holes into the mound, breaking through the surface, helping to make more of the icy fingers. It's singular beauty will soon be gone.
Monday, January 17, 2011
BLACK SNOW
January 17, 2011. How tenaciously snow hangs on. The warm sun tries to melt it, but it doesn't want to go and these beautiful little filigree edges develop, light and lacy. The sun almost shines through them like glass. The mixture of debris and snow shines cristaline in the sun. The formation mimics underwater coral, surrounded by an ocean of air, moving around it, bringing an eddy of warm air to burrow holes into the mound, breaking through the surface, helping to make more of the icy fingers. It's singular beauty will soon be gone.
