Icy the stars

I’ve been suffering for my art this weekend. Out and about in the bitter cold, my hands both numb yet excruciatingly painful as I paw at my camera. As I stared through my lens at the enchanting ice crystal fingers overwhelming all around me, I began to feel a certain affinity with them.

As the crisp, winter’s sun turned to clear, cold night I looked up at the sparkling stars. I began to ponder the big questions. What’s the meaning of life? Is there life after death? Will I freeze to death and find out? Like a deranged crewman of Scott of the Antarctic I found my mind wandering. I recalled a famous excerpt from a poem by John Magee: Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

Not sure he’d enjoy that, frozen hands and all.

12356489101171213141615181920222123242527262829303132333435363741424344393840454750514849525446575956555860All images ©Morgan Wiltshire Photography 2012

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18 thoughts on “Icy the stars

  1. These are absolutely gorgeous photos — after just having been in a really cold location and trying to take photos (although I’m not a photographer) I can imagine the deep freeze your hands went through to get these beautiful shots! Thanks for sharing and thank you so much for stopping by Travel Oops and liking the frozen lake post! Steph

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