©2016 Allyson Latta
Each week on Wordless Wednesday, bloggers around the world post a photo they’ve taken that tells a story. I hope this one will bring to mind a memory or stimulate your imagination. Perhaps it will even inspire you to try your hand at some flash (super short) or long memoir or fiction, or a poem. If it does, please let me know in the comments or by email via the Contact tab on my home page!
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Elizabeth Yeoman (Wunderkamera)
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What an amazing ice bud! So sensual and intriguing, and what a great catch! And how that bare, icy trees show through the “bud”, the whole thing glistening and fragile and perfect.
How lovely that you found this tender beauty in all the havoc from the ice storm, Allyson. I can’t imagine it survived, but then, Nature can be magical.
Oh my! Another Salvidor Dali. Someone gave us a xmas ornament that looked like this (taken from one of his designs, apparently). An alien head. With cat-like eyes. His was all lime green and black. This is simply beautiful, Allyson. Alien leanings aside… (:
This is so worth sharing, Allyson – what a wonderful visual of winter meeting spring, and how lovely to know that spring will prevail! But for now spring is encased in winter caught by your lens and for those of us who have never seen the effects of ice storms and such, it’s a chance to see the beauty rather than the havoc.