When I was a very little girl, I found a bunch of beautiful beach stones and brought them home.
I took them out into the backyard and washed them off with the hose. I put them away in a plastic margarine container to keep so I could go out and marvel at their beauty occasionally.
I would fill the little bucket with water and loved that the colours in the stones got more intense.
I left them in the container full of water long into the fall.
In the winter I found them frozen into clear ice.
I asked my parents if I could keep them in the freezer so they would stay frozen in the glasslike ice and I could look at them in the warmth of indoors.
I took them out one afternoon. I think I even took a blurry picture to try to preserve them. But the ice melted quickly and I was so disappointed.
I can spend hours staring into bubbles around rocks in ice.
Not`really sure what I’m looking at here but the colours and shapes are quite intriguing. Definitely, as you say, abstracts.
The photos are of air bubbles trapped in the ice that formed in the big saucer of water I have for the cats on the back porch. I do love the colours and shapes. 🙂