When I lived in Saline, my apartment complex had a few trails behind them through a couple of square miles of woods. There was a small river that ran through it. I spent a lot of time walking the trails, though didn’t honestly get a ton of photos… partly because it was pretty early in my photography efforts, but it was also often very poorly lit. What I really liked about this one though was the pattern/texture, and the contrast between the ice and frozen mud. The texture of the mud is from wet leaves that had been there when the mud froze but for some reason had been pulled away (I assume by flowing water before the river fully froze.)
I distinctly remember not being able to quite get the angle I wanted, because I was leaning over a several foot high ledge, wedged between a couple of trees, trying to get an angle looking straight down (without falling on my head). Photography, if you’re doing it right, isn’t always a safe hobby.
Exposure: 1/30 seconds
Focal Length: 55mm