I mentioned a couple days ago how my feet got wet and cold. Luckily, someone was there to catch it with a camera.
What I really like about this image is how there are three distinct types of reflection going on: there’s the rough ice that more or less ends up looking white and speckled; there’s the smoother ice under which bubbles were moving, creating smooth, flowing shapes that changed from moment to moment; and the surface of the water, which created the clearest, albeit darkest, reflection. This was shot late in the afternoon of an overcast day, by the way. As always, plenty of jiggering in Lightroom with blacks and vibrance.
