Everyday I pass a place in the mountains where the water gathers and runs off when it is in liquid form. Most of the winter it is covered under snow but there are a few magical days when it is cold enough to freeze naked to the world.
I find it infinity fascinating to see all the permutations that frozen water takes in the cold months.
I found myself following the plume up and up. With each tier a new hidden gem, frozen in time.
If the views of far away mountains are like seeing a universe from afar then these views are like seeing a planet up close.
There is more snow in the forecast and these beautiful things will not see the light of day until the next melt.
I am glad I had time today to stop.