The Day After
The day after a particularly nasty winter storm in Dec. of 2012, I decided to down to Canal Park to see the aftermath. I had missed to incredible waves of the day before, but instead I was greeted with an eerily calm day. As the snow melted from the storm, perfectly still puddles formed along the pier granting reflections in every direction you looked, yet the most curious part was that the storm had somehow formed and deposited thousands and thousands round, polished smooth ice balls big and small. The entire shore lined with them as if Calvin and Hobbes themselves spent all night stacking piles upon piles of snowball fight fodder.