Last November when I was photographing in the Mitsubishi Wetlands at the Bronx Botanical Gardens, I made a mental note to go back on a cold winter’s day when the wetlands would be covered in ice. This past Saturday the temperature was in the low thirties, not a cold as I would have liked for what I wanted to photograph but, good enough.
The pond was beautiful! It had an opaque frosty rime that had just started to melt with the morning sun, exposing patches of clear, cold blue water beneath it. Golden brown leaves, blown into the pond on warmer days were now imprisoned in the ice along with the dried wetland grasses. The tiny water fall that separates the upper and lower ponds pushed the water out causing thin layers of ice to fracture like a broken mirror. Below the ice and water were bright emerald green aquatic plants kept from freezing by an aeration system that pushed up bubbles of oxygen that bobbed and popped around the ice and leaves creating terrific abstract patterns. In another part of the pond thick dark cracks appeared in the ice and looked like frozen bolts of lighting.
I knew it was too warm for the falls at the Bronx River to freeze over but, I had to go there just to listen to the water rushing over the rocks and drink in the peace and serenity that surrounds me whenever I am near water. The river behind the falls was smooth as glass and reflecting the surrounding trees and I reveled in the fact, as I photographed, that I was the only one standing out there on the edge of the rocks over looking the falls.
On my way back walking through the Thain Forest trail, I spotted a large puddle, which had frozen solid, in the middle of a grove of trees and although both my fingers and toes were blue from being out in the cold all day, I stayed for a little while longer to capture this icy moment in time.
Tis, the freezin season!