How was it done?” That’s another question I’ve been hearing about the icicle photos, particularly about this one. I can’t take too much credit for this one, however; the lion’s share goes to Mister Sol.
First thing one morning, at the end of January, when icicles still festooned the house, I raised the shade to see these new beauties hanging from the gutter at the corner of the house. They had caught the first golden rays of the sun just as it broke above the treeline across the pond, and glowed like neon tubes. I opened the window and shot fast, trying to capture the startling effect before the sun rose further, and the fleeting light conditions changed.