Thursday, January 08, 2009

Snow is prettier up close

You must check out this breathtakingly beautiful photo essay documenting the work of Cal Tech professor Kenneth G. Librecht, a physicist who studies snowflakes and their crystalline structure. As someone trapped in the depths of a Michigan winter, I'm deeply predisposed to hating snow, but these images are so gorgeous I may never gripe about shoveling again. Or at least for the coming week. Here's a sample photo:

10 comments:

emily said...

Wow...they're so gorgeous. I think this may allow me to beg off shoveling the deck, claiming it instead as an 'artistic installation'.

Liz said...

Ooh, I like that. I'm going to use that one in the future.

Michele said...
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Michele said...

Wow, thanks for sharing that! Those photos are gorgeous and awe-inspiring at the same time.

Anonymous said...

www.snowflakebentley.com

Those are awesome. However, look at Mr. Bentley from Vermont who did what he could with early cameras in the 1900s. I've long been a fan of his.


Thanks for the great blog! i love it!
angie

Liz said...

Wow, Anonymous, I can't believe he took those shots in the 19th century. Gorgeous work.

only a movie said...

Totally love this. I've been using a photo of a snow crystal for my icon for a few years now...

The Modern Gal said...

Those photos are really neat. Whenever I'm on a ski lift, I always look really, really closely at my arms to see the flakes up-close and personal.

You are more than welcome to send some of your snow southward to me.

Anonymous said...

I agree that individual snow flakes are gorgeous, and there's nothing quite like a peaceful winter landscape (I live in New Hampshire, so I get to look at winter landscapes quite a lot, LOL).

However:
"Those who show me stars in it
Have never pushed their cars in it."

Therein lies the problem with snow. : )

bikegirl said...

One day a couple of weeks ago, I was outside waiting for the bus, and the most perfect little snowflake landed on my glove. I just stood there for a couple of minutes, staring at its perfectness. That brightened up my morning.