Icicles

I have blipped many times from the bike trail behind our house. It is an old railroad line the city has turned into a park. It extends over 7 miles along a creek and the James River.

I visited a different section of the trail today and took pictures of the icicles that grow on the hillside along the trail. The sun misses this side of the hill and water is constantly flowing out of the ground so during these days and nights of freezing temperatures, there are always impressive ice formations.

These icicles seemed to be lit from within.