Winter morning on the marsh, Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge
A curfew for photons, a phase dance for moisture
Perhaps you don’t have to grow up in the tropics to fully appreciate the nerve-smacking arrival of a northern winter. But I think it may help—the non-negotiable transformation under foot and in plain sight. With its preoccupation to deliver summer to Brazil and Australia, the low winter punches out around 4 p.m.. Here—in the northern Rockies and its skirts of high plains—the nights get longer, as the low winter sun barely rises above the tops of the pines. Besides scarves and gortex, there is also the consolation of wonder—the transformations of water and water vapor; the astonishing artwork of ice and the uncanny resolve of creatures that don’t bother to migrate.
Hoarfrost on redtwig, Spokane River
Male Hooded Merganser, Latah Creek
Young mule deer buck in the frosty pines
Frozen waterfall, Mystic Falls in Indian Canyon park
Hoarfrost in the gloaming, Folsom Farm preserve, western Spokane County
High kicking Trumpeter Swan, Turnbull NWR
River otter with ice on his mustache, Latah Creek
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Ice goblins at Deep Creek, near Nine Mile Falls, WA
Young heron on ice at a scabland pond
Thick frost from lifting ice fog west of Malden, WA
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