Portland after the ice storm

Spring arrived to Maine this Saturday with a combination of snow and freezing rain that knocked out power to over 100,000 homes.

The morning after, I woke up to bright blue skies. Out of the corner of my window, I saw the glint of trees enveloped in a sheath of ice. I rushed outside. Water—frozen and liquid—is one of my favorite subjects, and I wanted to capture the fleeting moments before the ice melted.

Branches had fallen in the road, but the powerlines on my street were still upright. Ice crackled and crashed to the ground from the trees and buildings, interrupting the otherwise silent soundscape. I walked down to Deering Oaks Park, where the centuries-old trees were largely intact aside from clumps of downed branches.

Ice-encrusted fallen branches

The bridge in Deering Oaks Park

The pond was mostly frozen over, aside from a small hole which these ducks discovered.

Iced over branches create a jagged texture with the pavement.

Looking towards State Street in Deering Oaks Park.

A story of wind and destruction.

Fellow walkers approach Deering Oaks bridge.