I've entitled this one "Cinnamom Hearts", because of the stylized heart-shape that the cinnamon sticks form. I finally broke down and purchased a light box system from Henry's (my old lights broke - guess I'm too hard on my toys). I really enjoy taking pictures using the light box - kinda allows me to just play around with different props I have lying around. I was busy taking light box shots (in my 'jammies, of course), when I noticed that it was snowing outside. I adjusted the tripod and camera to point out my studio window, and focused on the back of my van. I like all the lines that the ice, light, and window create. The added blobs of snow created an interesting texture.
I should have cropped the left-hand side of this picture to give it more balance - I may yet. The white in the left corner is a bit distracting. Anyway, it is a detail of a gravestone in the Old St. Thomas Church Graveyard. As far as I know, the grave belongs to the first minister's wife, who was purportedly a very pious woman. Upon her death, and after the erection of her gravestone, the marker immediately turned black. It was then replaced a few years later, but again turned black. Myth tells that the person buried beneath a stone that turns black was a witch in life (and that's why it turns black). That was the story as it was told to me. Take from it what you will, but it makes for an interesting picture and story.