Icicles © 2007
Whether the eave-drops fall
Heard only in the trances of the blast,
Or if the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in silent icicles
Quietly shining to the quiet moon.
~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Icicles at -7˚F. They are not dripping. They’re not even anticipating dripping. They’re very, very cold. Another winter scene from Owen Conservation Park in frigid Madison, Wisconsin
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lol! At that temperature, dripping is the last thing they’re going to do.
Lovely shot. 🙂
-7ºF! Keep that over there, won’t you? It’s interesting to see that we’re much warmer than you are so far this winter, and you have more snow, too.
Brrrr! nice shot!
Great photo! And I thought it was cold here at 58 degrees.
Aiyana
there’s something I like very much about this picture. I see it when I don’t look at the individual parts, or think about it, but just take it in.
love this shot. the icicles,the winter colors against a blue shy with weathered wood on the building……nice.
Everyone: Thanks for taking the time to comment. It means a lot.
amuirin: the photo is deceiving in it’s simplicity, but it does ‘catch’ somewhere, hey?
OMG: hey is a Wisconsin word, used after nearly every sentence by the REAL Northerners. I think I’ve caught it!)