Many times over the past couple of decades, I’ve circled the wild duck pond in Saddle River County Park, north of where I live in Bergen County, NJ. But until this afternoon, I had never done so while so much of the surroundings in this suburban arcadia were taken up by snow and ice.
Most of the pond, it turned out, was still frozen
over. But after two days when the thermometer exceeded 32 degrees Fahrenheit, the
small northern part of the water had opened up, concentrating the attention of
walkers like me, in a way it never had been in the non-frigid seasons of the
year, on this fountain.
So I eagerly photographed this moment in time, this
promise of better things, so needed now, in this season of death, in this
region and even this country.
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