Fluid or frozen?

If we were to read a blogger’s daily selection of photos like blots on a Rorschach test, what would it tell you about my current mindset that my favorite photo from this morning’s walk at Goose Pond shows a surreal scene of inverted conifers reflected on ice-filmed water?

Yesterday I showed you up-ended icicles; today it’s inverted trees. Apparently I’m feeling upside down and on the edge of frozen, skimmed with a film of opaque solidity where there once was fluid clarity. Only time will tell if I’m on the upside-down edge of freezing or melting.