On the morning I went out to shoot some photos of ice, I slipped on ice next to my truck as I was loading my camera bag. I landed on my stainless steel coffee mug, which hit me right around the left kidney. Ouch! I managed to make out and grab a few shots before going home to recover with an ice pack.



I often go in search of abstract patterns in ice but, when the ice is gone, I find other sources of natural art. On a recent trip to the St. Louis River where it flows through Jay Cooke State Park in Minnesota, I happened upon patterns created by the swirling foam. Being white foam on dark water, the patterns are naturally monochromatic.






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