It’s been an unusual winter all the way around. Here we are in our first real cold snap and the lake is still ice free, even along the shore. Lake Superior was its quintessential blue as I drove up the shore yesterday morning. And in sharp contrast I spied ice encrusted bushes at the water’s edge, glistening in the sunshine like giant crystals. The below-zero temperatures had teamed up with a good wind off the lake to create the perfect formula for instant icicles.
Those marvels just begged for a photograph, so I returned at sunset. Hastily crouching behind the ice sculptures, I tested various angles as long as the light and my cold fingers held out. A fun exercise, it left me wishing for more. So with crisp and clear skies early the next morning I set out once again. But I hadn’t bargained for the “sea smoke.” Overhead the sky was clear, but a thick band of steam clouds clung to the surface and horizon of the lake. At first I thought my sunrise had been foiled. But in actuality, it made for some interesting effects.