Showing posts with label ice floes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice floes. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Frosted Fire ...



“It is the life of the crystal,
the architect of the flake,
the soul of the sunbeam,
This crisp winter air is full of it.”
       ~ John Burroughs
         ~ 1837-1921
         ~ “Winter Sunshine”
            ~ 1875
The pink hues of a winter’s cotton candy sunset dance among the ice floes in the Jordan Creek on an early February day at Trexler Nature Preserve, Schnecksville, Pennsylvania.