I love winter. For as long as I can remember, I have taken what I call memory snap shots. Memory snapshots are moments that freeze in your mind. I snapped this photo in the backyard of the office. Every morning after I turned on the lights in the office, I would look out into the yard and see how big the roof icecycle grew over night. I love looking at ice, there is something strange about the way ice forms. Ice can take on a life of its own and like weeds, can grow out of control if you allow it. A simple photograph, like ice that takes on a life of its own.