It's spring along the Unadilla River. The temperature was warm, and we had rain which added to the snow melt that brought the river up. Then the winds came, the temperature dropped, and it got cold. The river went back inside its banks. The river normally flows along the tree line at the top of the picture.
The ice that formed gets left hanging there, on the plants in the fields all along the river. Where the plants don't hold it up there are ice puddles with air trapped underneath them. They break with the most satisfying sound when stepped on. Today I acted my age and refrained from tramping all around to break them. Fine, I admit it, I did crunch a few.
1 comment:
Crunching is good....we all need to be a child at times :-) Love the photo of the bush and ice!
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