This winter, I went to a mountain creek to shoot patterns in the ice and found a partially submerged bouquet of flowers. Intrigued, I went back over the course of several days to see how they changed. I don't know who put them there or why. Was it a bride who tossed her bouquet into the creek? An upset lover who cast aside flowers given as a peace offering? Mourners who placed them there after scattering ashes?
DAY 1: The discovery
DAY 2: The flowers haven't changed much but are now in the sun.
The following photos document the changes over the next few days. (I don't consider them artistic images.)
DAY 3: After a cold night, the ice has thickened, encasing the flowers.
DAY 4: Warmer weather has melted the top layer of the ice. The flowers are closer to the surface and some petals are visible through the holes.