On thin ice

Ice so thin it shatters when you breathe on it. The dog and I, after a moment’s hesitation, crashing through it with determination. The ice below. The insistent feeling that something is wrong when the foot crashes through the ice.

And then, kneeling, its stillness and fragility leave me breathless.

The dog meanwhile making happy trails.

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3 thoughts on “On thin ice”

Anna Hanchett says:

January 18, 2016 at 8:09 am

Amazing…that satin swirl, edged with a cosmic fringe

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Gail says:

January 18, 2016 at 11:34 am

Amazing photos

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AgathaO says:

January 18, 2016 at 2:58 pm

Thank you both

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