Amante de Sol

"Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."........................................................... ~Hunter S. Thompson~

27.12.09

Playin with the Sun and Icicles

The Sun was out until about 1p or so - I liked the way it shone on the lake.

Oops blurry.
This icicle looked like fingers from a skeleton hand. I am so used to looking out over the lake and not really looking up, so when I looked upwards more, I was blown away by the blue sky vs the grey thick clouds in the pics above.
Then I focused upwards more and caught the rest of them hanging there
Close up.
All along the lenght of the garage across the alley they hung and down into the bush there, some you can't see properly, but they reminded me of the way instrument chimes hang to be played. A couple were broken off yet still connected to the branches looking like daggars.

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