It was incredibly quiet this morning at Great Meadows. The temperature at sunrise was a balmy 10F. Despite the lack of wind, that seemed to scare away all the people, and most of the animals. The lack of wind blowing through the trees and reeds combined with the lack of birds singing made for an eerie silence. The silence broken only by the sound of snow crunching beneath my feet.
The extreme quiet was the perfect antidote to my crazy week. The camera felt strange in my hands. I wasn't sure what I wanted to shoot. Stopping at the bridge over the outlet between the upper and lower impoundments, I stopped to photograph the interplay between ice and water.
Back near the parking lot, the squirrels were quite active. Many territory disputes were in progress as they chased each other leaping from tree to tree.. I'm not entirely sure, but there may have even been romance in the air. I'll have to read more about the mating habits of squirrels, but I think I may have accidentally captured an intimate moment, and the resulting post coital bliss....or it may have just been some good clean squirrel play.