There's always a temptation to clean up the mess of deadfall.
The carcasses of fallen trees and broken branches that litter the river can either be an ugly mess or delightful added detail.
At first I was tempted to move that vertical branch that you see in the top centre of the frame. It'll eventually work it's way downriver anyway to join the millions of other decaying branches.
After standing in the frigid water at -13 °C for 10 minutes, I decided that I really enjoyed the added detail of what I call 'ice bottles'.
If you look at where the thinnest twigs of the branch dip into the surface of the river you'll see the formation of these cute little 'ice bottles' and right at the moment that I composed this shot the light crept in and gave them some lovely backlight.
Amanda tells me that I stood in that river for 30 minutes, lost in my own world of frozen wonder. I was only in up to my knees so it wasn't too bad until I slipped and went in up to my sweetbreads. At that point I could only tolerate enough to get one more shot and then the delights of hypothermia were beginning to set in.
What do you think, should I have pushed that branch off to the side for a simpler composition or do you like the added detail of those 'ice bottles'?
Thanks for reading
Gavin
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