January 1, 2013
February 16, 2012
Although this may look something like a series of fountains, it is really a display of naturally formed ice on the side of a cliff about three hundred feet above the bottom of a small canyon. They are formed by water from small seeps through the rock, aided to some extent by snow-melt, which drip and trickle down, freezing over months of cold nights into icicles. I would estimate that the taller ones are six to ten feet tall.
December 29, 2010
Perhaps the art that hangs on the cliff walls of this lonely little canyon in winter is one of nature’s ways of providing a metaphysical balance between the reality of our planet and the artificial world that men have superimposed upon it.
February 18, 2009
February 12, 2009
Today I spent a few hours searching for the lower end of the Fourteen Mile trail (USFS trail 1714), with little luck except to find several great locations where it isn’t.
This icefall along the highway was rather pretty though
and I enjoyed seeing an eagle soaring above a sharp ridge in the Patrick’s Knob roadless area,
jumping a dozen head of elk on this rocky hillside above the river,
and admiring the winter-green water of the Clark Fork flowing between its ice-caked banks.
I’ll find that trail yet before spring: it’s still going to be a long winter.
January 23, 2009
It has now been 9 days under the inversion clouds, with only a very few moments of clear sky. The temperature early this morning was 22°; late this afternoon 23°, with a wind that would chill a witch’s heart. Not a great day for photography. However…
Investigating the shallow waters right at the river’s edge, I found that nature not only decorates willow twigs with crystal, but shoreline rocks with milk glass. There are always small places of beauty somewhere!
(The first photos from a new camera for which I have high expectations!)