We re-visited Cuckmere Haven during our recent prolonged period of cold weather and sharp overnight frosts. Water in the old meandering course of the River Cuckmere had frozen except in a one or two areas that had been heated sufficiently by the sun to thaw, and a breeze was ruckling the surface of the water. Millimetre by millimetre a slender tongue of melt water was eroding away the ice. It was an extraordinary and elegant sight.
The sharp contrast between the rippled water and the smooth, opalescent frosted surface was remarkable. I don’t recall ever seeing anything quite like this before. And it attracted a lot of attention by the many who visited that site that afternoon.
Click on the image to see a higher quality enlargement – it’s worth it.