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Ice Patterns

February 13, 2013

Looking down, there's some surprisingly lovely natural geometry to be seen. The snow that turned to liquid that turned to ice that turned to half-ice then all over again is still sharp-edged and angular in places, patterned by its own phase changes, in that intricate but necessary way we can only attempt to replicate.

Trash day

February 07, 2013

I don’t look at the ground when I walk, not usually (a teacher of my past warned that doing so was a sign of intellectual sloth, i.e. the ground is the definition of a limit where the sky is limitless), but trash day in the city is an exception.