What we have in Pouch Cove right now is a bunch of artists watching chunks of beauty drift in. The other day's post was our first big iceberg, its caught on a shoal and is still with us. A pleasant surprise was this next one which motored into the cove while I was doing other things yesterday. There's a neat thing about icebergs I didn't know: they don't drift along like boats, they spin. As they spin we are awarded with views of them from all around and they are spectacular. These shots below are of the new iceberg, with the first one in behind.
The middle of the iceberg is open water, waves frothing within.
Over the course of the day it spun through the cove before coming to rest in shallower water.
This is this morning.