Out on an errand I stopped by the quarry lake parks in Berea. It was a cold, gloomy day, reminiscent of my recent mood. As I explored the area, I watched ducks and geese, studied and listened to thick ice water flowing over the lake's dam. I discovered ice curtains forming on snowy tree limbs tangled in the rocks, and observed dark skies reflecting in waters that were darker still. The already-gloomy day was heading toward night –we're a day shy of winter solstice– making photography difficult and the cold air was stiffening my fingers, making them hurt. Time to head home. Dark and cold the days become.
Cold and dark these days might be, but these photographs fill me with joy. They are frosty and lovely.
Beautiful though a bit chilling. I can nearly feel the cold water just looking at them. I suppose that makes them very affective photos!
Cold water flowing in the open even sounds cold… different from the way it sounds in the summertime. — JG
I have to say I did feel better after exploring the area, dreary as the day was. I didn't see as much color as the camera picked up, either. Dulled senses, I guess, or Photoshop "stretching" of the image. Either way, thanks for the compliment. — JG
I very much enjoyed the intensity of your writing and your descriptions as well. The pictures are lovely but they do make me feel as though I am out in the winter air, shivering, hearing the water tumble over the rocks.
Thank you for your kind words. If the pictures make you feel like you're out in the cold, well, I guess they captured 'most everything! — JG