Patterns in ice.
The pattern in this feather is incredible!
I love "where the textures collide".
Ice laden shoreline.
And suddenly, I saw it!
A sizeable beaver paddling slowly along the shoreline!
The beaver moved toward shore and I froze, moving only to depress the shutter button on my camera! After a time, the beaver slipped back in the water and resumed paddling leisurely upstream.
I followed along, moving as quickly as I could while the beaver paddled. When it stopped, I stopped, the fan shaped erosion catching my eye in the sand.
Again, the beaver lumbered out of the river. Again, I froze. Soon, back in the water the beaver went. I realized that I could no longer follow the shoreline. I had to go up the bank and around.
I approached the river cautiously from above.....the beaver either heard or smelled me and began to chatter a warning. I froze. It looked this way and that, nervously.
Unable to decide if there was a threat, it slipped back into the water.
I only now noticed that it was carrying a branch in its mouth! And then it must have spotted me or smelled me.....
KER-SPLASH! And it was gone.
I then noticed the sun was quite low and I was a ways from home! I turned to go.
Looking back over the melting ice sheets in the golden light.
At home, the last vestiges of day, punctuated by a jet contrail.