Feb 062014
 

I returned this morning to the same spot along the side of Piney Woods Church Road where I saw the oak leaf floating yesterday, and discovered needles of ice had formed overnight.  Every moment, the world around us is changing.  In the spirit of Heraclitus, we can never step onto the same road twice.

Morning Ice

  2 Responses to “Day 37: Morning Ice”

  1. This is probably the best image that I have found wandering among your days! I certainly thank you for your commitment to the ordinary, the everyday, and the repetitions of days that have taken you to cyclic time!

    • Thank you very much, Mark. You may be interested to know that Kathryn Kolb, a fine art nature photographer in Atlanta, critiqued a few of my photos in a workshop this past weekend, and was very much taken with this one, also.

      Clifford

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