Not certain that’s a word, deicing,de-icing but before Pittsburgh takeoff, a team sprayed down the plane.
Flying in January can be feel iffy in northern climes.
The beginning of my midwinter break last week. Preparing to leave winter for a lovely warm week, part one. Grateful for the crew who deiced the plane!
Sunday afternoon I was still thinking about how to best illustrate Transition in a single image. The “yarn to knitted hat” photo was well received. What else could I depict to show transition?
Talking about it with my sister, she suggested the ice cube.
I was hoping to get a lone droplet falling off but this one is about to drop. 
In my sisters kitchen, New York.
Photographing ice reminded me of trying to photograph glass so it doesn’t look blah.
I like responding to the challenges and seeing how others interpret the same theme.
I like it when a color photo looks black and white. Well, gray and white.
After school I drove up to Mount Washington to see the ice on the rivers. The Monongahela, the Allegheny and the Ohio.
The Rivers Casino’s sign adds some color
The barge turned to dock
Man on the front of the barge
Woke up this morning to the first snow.
After school there wasn’t much left in the school parking lot, except for these few leaves.
Curb medley of autumn leaves with icy accents.
Just before I got into my car, the sun was sinking in the west at a fast pace.
Who knew? I admit I’ve never considered purchasing an ice sculpture as a gift. But seeing this truck made me think of ice sculptures I have seen up close. Plus, it’s hot and humid again so the idea of ice appeals to me.
Do-it-yourselfers? You’ll need to read “Ice Sculpting the Modern Way, Joseph Amendola’s Ice Carving Made Easy and Mac Winker’s Ice Sculpture: The Art of Ice Carving in 12 Systematic Steps.” (from Wikipedia)
Last summer I watched an ice carver/sculptor whir a chainsaw, spew ice and find a dolphin inside the giant block. Ellen’s daughter had an R2D2 at her wedding, and Donna’s son’s wedding had a giant heart with their engagement photo inside the ice.
You sit at a red light and there it is- the thought of the day. The company lists themselves as the coolest guys around- more info click Mastroice on Herron Avenue
When you are little there are lots of “firsts”. First tooth, first words, first steps, first day of school, first time on skates, first time for any number of things. As we age the number of “firsts” decrease. Everyone cleared the rink. Michael was mesmerized by the “Mighty Machine” (his favorite show) that drove out onto the ice. You see an ice machine the word Zamboni comes to mind. He barely blinked as he watched the man drive the Zamboni around the ice.
