Winters are changing, and not to my liking. Too cold, too windy, too much ice. Well, ice underfoot and sealing car doors shut. But there are other kinds of ice, more to my liking. I wish I were able to watch the ice sculpting itself, to learn how it decides what shape to become.
One kind of interesting ice is that formed in a flat sheet over a puddle, It seems to have etchings or layers or cracks, etc. One had lines as if sketching a person’s silhouette, to me looking like Charles De Gaulle.
Then last March, I found a patch of ice along the side of a gravel road by a wetland. Here I took several photos of ice in an area smaller than a square foot. The result is ice looking like 2 kinds of bottles! I have yet to find this kind anywhere else.
Along the sides of streams partly open, I can find several kinds of ice. The most interesting is a sort of bubbly ice as if someone were there with a large straw blowing bubbles. One photo I took of this kind is ice looking like a pair of feet, complete with toenails.
How is it that ice can resemble familiar things to us? Why can we be looking at the same photo of ice, yet see different things?