Snow turns into ice, and ice turns into water.
Carving and shaping itself into biological seemings.
Pattern and form, light and shadow.
Snow turns into ice, and ice turns into water.
Carving and shaping itself into biological seemings.
Pattern and form, light and shadow.
I’ve been doing stuff with string for quite some time, and describing it to others online since 1996 or so at Phiala’s String Page.
I also do some science and write some fiction.
I’m Phiala most places on the internet.