I love Ice!

Okay, I don't like driving or slipping on ice, but that's not what I'm talking about here.  I love the many forms that ice can take in the winter time.  The bubbles of ice in a stream, the thick, dark ice on a snow-free pond, the skim of ice that is just beginning to form on a puddle or pool.  The patterns of crystals are fascinating and I find myself inclined to lie down in the middle of a frozen pond and just stare into the depths.

This is along one of the streams that comes down off of Murdough Hill.  I love how the ice  rings the  tree.  

So here are some photos of the ice that forms on a small ledge along the Murdough Hill Meander trail.  It is the ice that led to the trail turning away from the wetlands for a short detour up the hill.  Most of the year, this spot is just a ledge with dripping water, not very impressive.  But when the winter is cold enough, this humble spot is transformed into a place of magical beauty.   My photos don't do it justice.   I welcome my neighbors and friends to come and judge for themselves.