Bubbles

One of my favorite aspects of winter is that it has a knack for turning the ordinary into something extraordinary – a puddle of water or even a glass window can morph into a fascinating world of textures and patterns when frozen – if you take the time to be curious and investigate.

While wandering the shore of an unassuming local pond one winter morning, I was on the hunt for overlooked details in the icy surface of the pond when I discovered a patch of bubbles trapped in the frozen pond. When I zoomed in on the selection of bubbles captured here, my brain ran wild as I processed the various shapes and attempted to determine what they resembled, similar to staring up at the clouds on a lazy summer afternoon and seeing “animals” and “faces.” I settled on what I imagine the “primordial soup” – a hypothetical liquid that existed on Earth billions of years ago that was rich in organic compounds and favorable for the emergence of life – looked like (albeit frozen), and hence named this image “Frozen Origins.”

Stay tuned for the third and final installment of the Frozen Bubbles series next week!

Published by priolaphotography

There is no place that I feel more alive, more connected to what is important, than the wilderness. Whether an icy mountain summit, a misty forest, or a rocky coastline, the wild places of the world feel like home to me. While my love for the outdoors precedes my passion for photography, I now could not imagine having one without the other. Add a car to the equation, and the result for me is the feeling of absolute freedom, where the possibilities are limited only by my imagination and willpower.

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