12/27/2010 – It is a bitter cold morning, 18 degrees with a wind chill of 11. Cold enough for the bubbling Hot Spring Cascade to form ice cycles and the surrounding grassed to be layered in snow like coating, Jack Frost has also been busy painting organic and inorganic materials. Midnight blue metal as been transform with white fern patterns that appear to grow right before my eyes. The Autumn leaves curling on the ground have spiky shards of ice that resemble crystal rock formations. Old Man Winter decorates the Forest with flair. At the Hot Spring Cascade the combination of glinting ice cycle teeth and steam reminds me of a dragons mouth.
This is the kind of morning you hike for warmth and stopping to take photographs is a measured event, especially it require glove removal to find the right settings. Grateful for the harder inclines that increase the circulation to your fingers. Blessed to have the strength to be able to see the beauty a cold morning. Thankful for the energy in Hot Honey and Lemon with a dash of my cayenne herbal tincture mix. Just ordered a cayenne cream, a test to see if it will keep my fingers warmer on the sub freezing hikes. Update to follow.
The term “just us chickens” needs an amendment this morning to “just us sparrows”. Why? Because other than myself they were almost the only creatures I saw moving during my hike. The sweet White Throated Sparrows looked uncomfortable but, fluffed up their feathers and greeted the day. I always seem to see more of these lovely Sparrows during the winter months, I guess no one told them it get cold here too. Previously I used the term almost, a sweet Mockingbird bid me farewell as I left the park and a rustling of leaves in the wind was more than just air gliding over autumn’s last stand. When I returned home and began editing my photographs I discovered a barely visible Golden-Crowned Kinglet had taken shelter in the autumn leaves high above me. I love finding an unexpected gift from Nature in my photographs.
There is a contentment in coming home and fixing a hot bowl of soup on a day of ice and steam. Sipping it slowly while I look out the window at Jack Frost’s art decorating the Forest, remembering the beauty as I edit my photographs. The steam warming my face, a feeling of gratitude for all that has lead me to this moment.
Much Love Dearest Readers,
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