Monday, January 26, 2015

Ice Festival

 The reason we drove to the mountains on Saturday was to go to an ice festival.  The rime made the scene perfect.

 A scarecrow on the square.

 Cupid.

 The detail on some of these is amazing.

Blocks of ice were ready to be carved.

 When we were here last year, the temperature was 28 below zero. This year it was about 30 degrees.

 I thought these baby birds were cute.


 Setting up more blocks to carve.

 A stiletto.


 I like this palette.


 The entry from the local firehouse.


Lovebirds.