these fellows were preparing for the annual ice carving festival in a nearby city. my brother called to let me know they had started carving in the event I wanted to get some photos. I was heading that way to try my hand at some shots at the park anyway so I made my way into Plymouth and shot and chatted with this fellow about the art! you have got to love the job to do this!
We never have any ice on a puddle here, let alone enough to carve - temperature rarely gets to freezing. One of the things I love about 365 are these glimpses into life elsewhere and the different events and festivals.
