Hello winter, where are you? There is no sight of snow in Chicago, so on a recent trip to the Indiana country side I went in search of winter, looking for snow, ice, and perhaps some icicles, too? Here I wave at myself in a pond.
 
 
 

A less creepy view of the same pond
 

 
 
A look up and the winter sun hangs dim in the sky.
 
 
 
 
On into the forest
 
 
 
 
A remnant of fall
 
 
 
 
I notice that the only color in the winter forest is a dash of russet orange like this.
 
 
 
 
Later I even find some orange bark on a fallen log.
 
 
 
 
Speaking of logs, I love this crack.
 
 
 
 
One of the few pine trees reaches into the winter scene.
 
 
 
 
A frozen ditch
 
 
 
 
 
For some reason I love that rusty ton. I featured it in my fall photo essay. Now I see that some of that rust is really orange!
 
 
 
 
A reminder of summer’s hot days watering the trees.

Just around the corner from the sprawling hose, this icicle beauty catches my eye.

And here, I catch myself in the window of the tool shed amidst all the beauty of winter.