Even Ditches Can Be Art Museums

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Bicycling up the hill on the way home from the post office, the sight of this sculpted wing of ice caught my eye. It was hanging delicately over a rushing cascade. As I looked around, there was one enchanting ice sculpture after another. In a day or two, with warmer weather and rain moving in, they will all be gone.

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