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Having spent the last 15 years at Amber Lake, the eerie and novel experience of the landscape without snow came as a weird surprise. It's the time between, when we couldn't boat across or snow machine, that the lake kept a secret.
In the early evening, Mom and Dad rushed me out to the dock to hear the expansion of the ice. The lake acted like a drum and the result was an alien, whale-like resonance that immediately evokes the feeling of smallness. This, a sense of inadequacy and an instant admission of ignorance, left me feeling awe and humility.
Then, the next morning I took pictures of the beautiful formations stuck in the ice.
gas bubbles made a galactic sprint towards air.