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The Chinook winds roll in. Yesterday, -37 today +12. The pond that has been covered with a thick insulating shield of ice now finds itself with tiny puddles forming. Around the edge, last summers’ cattails are mesmerized by the winds. Swaying in their browned coats, watching the wind spraying the melted ice up its stock to dribble back towards the frigid base. A few days of the mid-winter water maker ends as abruptly as it came. In its wake, the ice bells have formed at the base of the cattails in mindless circles below the cold blue sky. Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Prompt - February 15, 2018 - Write a story on ice. Ann Edall-Robson
Author, Photographer, Lover of Life "Capturing moments others may never get to experience.” here to edit.
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Charli Mills
2/21/2018 09:55:12 pm
I can here the Chinook bells chiming! Beautiful shot and a beautiful flash, Ann!
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2/22/2018 07:17:37 am
The west winds help to make them and the west winds take them away. They don't last long, but are something I look for on my walks when the weather's just right to create them.
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2/24/2018 01:02:23 pm
Thank you Michael. Mother Nature has a way of teasing us and then taking away the happy thoughts with another dump of snow.
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