An ice storm is something that holds rare beauty. My first memory of one was the 2003 ice storm when I was in college in Kentucky. In December ’09, I was with my family during the ice storm that hit Illinois. On the morning of the storm, I spent several hours with my father, Allen Steely, out in the freezing rain taking pictures of the ice. We would run out of the car and take a photograph of a tree or a park bench, and return quickly to warm back up. Perhaps ice storms are not so rare, but I still get excited at the prediction. I hope to take advantage of each opportunity to investigate and wonder among the created world encased in crystal.  When I pick up a camera, it is an opportunity to capture beauty, color and design. A chance to enlarge the small things and isolate them.  Here are a few ice encrusted pieces that captured my attention today.
When one is enraptured with beauty, sometimes physical concerns such as warmth are ignored. I soon realized I was quite cold, and scurried back inside to warm up…hopefully there will be more searching later!
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