They don't make them like they used to.....

The snow has melted but it is still much colder than we have been used to recently.. This evening, my sister (who is nine years older than me) and I had an interesting conversation about an "igloo" . We were both reminiscing about winters gone by and she was about to tell me about an igloo she has built, when I interrupted with what I thought she was going to talk about, i.e my memories of the "igloo". There was a stunned silence and she said "But you weren't there"....after some conversation we realised that we were both talking about different winters when it was possible to build "igloos". My memory was of 1947, her some years earlier, who remembers chapped knees, snow inside your wellies and an itchy balaclava???

Meanwhile back in the 21st century.......



These are two photographs of my Seth, Disintegration challenge. The first with flash and the second without. The blob on the left hand side is a piece of bread which some over ambitious bird has dropped...(not sure what is going to happen to that after the thaw!!) What I would love to be able to preserve, is the layer of ice which was there this morning, it blurs the words so beautifully. What I wish I had done, is wrap the wire more imaginatively though I am pleased with the way it is beginning it rust and spread the the colour of the rust through the pages.