The icicle descends from the roof’s overhang.
Title: Extended Chicken Leg with Attached Foot.
Given to: ME.
A parting gift from the winter that started late and outlasted its welcome.
Response: Weird, wonderful, exquisite. Unique.
My pulse soared.
I grabbed my camera and clicked.
Next day, the slow metamorphosis–
Ice. Water droplets. Condensation atop my deck’s wooden floor
swept into the windy night’s vast frost,
it’s essence,vaporized, it vanished in the warmth of yet another day’s morning sun.
2 thoughts on “The Gift”
very weird and unusual! Nature seems “a little more” in the adirondacks.
One of the reasons I love mountain winters so much. You can always find unusual ice ans snow formations.