In late December 2020, I went to Left Hand Creek to shoot patterns in the ice and found this partially submerged bouquet of flowers. Intrigued, I went back over the next 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 in the creek after scattering ashes?
DAY 1: The discovery
DAY 2: The flowers haven't changed much but are now in the sun.
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 holes in the ice.