I love this photograph I took of our gate after one of the many ice storms we had this winter. It has such a haunting quality to it that it propels the imagination. The ice dripping from the scrolled iron bring forth a feeling of sadness. You can imagine it is the entrance to a long abandoned estate tears frozen at the entrance as it suffers from loss and loneliness. Or maybe it is the entrance into an enchanted frozen kingdom. Home to the ice fairies. Or it is the entrance to
a malevolent garden whose plants thrive on feeding off of the hope of those who enter through the gate causing the air to chill and freeze.
The reality is less romantic but still interesting......the original owners of our house bought this gate at an estate auction from a home in New England. According to them the gate is over 100 years old. I am not sure if that is true but it adds to the story much better than saying "Oh I bought that from the home improvement store five years ago". This is why I love vintage items as opposed to new items. Whether its something that once belonged to a member of my family or a complete stranger there is something to be said for owning a piece of someones story.
Hopefully spring with be here very soon but until then enjoy these photos from my ice and snow covered yard.