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the riverbank, the morning sun shines through an ice bell (as I call
this type of formation).
These are the jewel-like
wonders that decorate the overhanging shrubs and grasses as they are
repeatedly washed by the tidal river in sub-freezing weather.
I haven't yet prepared myself
to enter the water and shoot them from the other side. . .but I feel
that desire growing - just gotta get me some 'waders'.
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