Suzy Blue Blog
It was a frosty morning at my parents’ house this morning so I went out in the garden to see what I could see. My favourite thing was the combination of frozen and melting droplets on the grass as the sun warmed everything up. So pretty 🙂
This morning was bright and cold. A lovely pink blush to the clouds and ice on the pond. I haven’t ventured far, and have been busy indoors. There is talk of a real cold snap coming … we’ll see what happens.
when darkness falls
as thick as death
and all you see
is in your head
when ice surrounds
as cold as night
and all you feel
is frozen numb
when everything’s
impossible
and all you do
is just exist
remember this …
the light will come
hope will return
your heart will thaw
this will be won
your soul is strong
your mind is tough
you will emerge
transformed and bright
you’re not the dark
you’re not the ice
they are not you
be free, take flight
this isn’t everything you are
breathe deeply in the silence
no sudden moves
this isn’t everything you are
just take the hand that’s offered
and hold on tight
this isn’t everything you are
there’s joy not far from here
I know there is
this isn’t everything you areSnow Patrol – This Isn’t Everything You Are
I’ve been experimenting in monochrome for some of my photos – some things just seem to suit it – these are a few of my monochrome shots (including more icicles!):
snow is the headline grabber
the big draw
but my eye is taken
by the icicles
the drip drip drip
that turned to ice
and grew
until long bony fingers
hang catching light
and pointing
down at the snow
as if to say
don’t look at these
mere flakes
see how much more
there is to us
For more icicle photos, see my photography blog
Today we have a lovely blanket of snow, but of course, me being me and rather macro obsessed I didn’t take many photos of the snowy landscape and focused on the small things. I love all these icicles I found 🙂
I wrote an icicle poem too, if you like that kind of thing!
The last time I visited this nature reserve (Cors Caron) was in the summer when it was warm and bright and alive with insects. Now it is cold and bare and frozen and the ponds are iced over. But there is still beauty in the ice.
