today featured the strangeness of it being seven degrees after it being minus six for a spell, so the wind blew meltwater across the ice. it looked like liquid sand roaming across the frozen surface
I don't know how much of that motion can be seen on this here image, but lemme tell ya:
it was a sight to behold
it just keeps going like this, row after row after row
one could get claustrophobic for less
I have been told you are either into this color scheme, or utterly unaffected by it. something about being accustomed to the minute differences between seemingly identical colors, the lack of immediate stimulation becoming stimulating in itself
I like that there is a well-used footpath, and right next to it is this giga-stairway
the officially designated way is not the only way
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