Underneath is unknown. It is stiff and dark, but we see it changing, constantly shifting from frozen to liquid to frozen again. The shape and textures of the surface tell us what season it is and how much light we are receiving. Our feet respond to snow, ice, slush, gravel and then overgrown grass.
I find the change from frozen to liquid to be the most interesting because we feel then a great sense of where we really are. It is during this time that we begin to feel life coming back.
It is also perhaps the most difficult time. Our surroundings are dirty, our romantic landscape is peppered with black snow banks and trash is exposed. We have missed the light and are eager for the long summer days.
Revealing what we don’t see, what is mysterious yet so important to our physical world, what sometimes we forget about yet are always affected by. Making a less than perfect transition beautiful again, watching it melt.