We finally had clear skies yesterday…
… and Northern Lights! So off I went into the darkness with my camera.
I first went to a lake where streetlights are still visible. I experimented a bit with the street lights. Then I moved on to a river nearby called Åbyälven. After that I walked to/on the lake that runs into Åbyälven.
Standing on this lake, the ice all of the sudden starts singing. That’s what people call it you know; the ice sings. I can tell you though… when it is close to midnight and it is pitch black and you are all alone in the woods on a frozen lake, it DOES NOT sound like the ice is singing. It sounds like it is screaming…. or an evil laugh…. It scared the sh*t out of me. In my over-dramatic head I saw myself falling through this ice, being dragged under and then being taken away by the strong current that runs into Åbyälven. This is a long river…. in my head I was almost on the other side of Sweden!!
Realistically? Cars can drive on this ice. It was singing, not cracking and certainly not laughing. The sound it makes is the ice expanding and setting as temperatures go up and down. 🍃🍃
~ Rebecca ~