There were more generous sepia tones watching over the ice fishermen on Lake Monona. These guys will stay perched on the thinnest strip of ice long after things start melting. They remind me of those bald eagles floating down the Mississippi.
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It's been a tough week so I'll leave you with a few more phone pics. This rope smells like you and you belong to me therefore ...
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It's been a tough week so I'll leave you with a few more phone pics. This rope smells like you and you belong to me therefore ... -
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Lovely shots.
ReplyDeleteHello, I am always amazed to see the ice fishing. I would be scared to be out walking on the ice. I like the scene in the first photo, very peaceful. Happy Friday, enjoy your weekend!
ReplyDeleteThanks, LF.
ReplyDeleteThey still amaze me too, Eileen and I used to do a bit of ice fishing myself. Never caught anything of course, lol.
Yikes, I can't even imagine being out there fishing on the ice. Perhaps if I had one of those little huts and a heater...
ReplyDeleteThey have heaters and grills and coolers and layers and beer. Not so much with the die hards out there in with little gear and a hardy attitude.
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