I have not yet seen Andy Goldsworthy's new book, Enclosure, but the idea of wet or frozen wool festooning a gray landscape seems rather apropos for this time of year.
Goldsworthy's sheepfolds in Northwest England are monuments to the stone enclosures that have been used for assembling, sheltering, and washing sheep for hundreds of years in the local countryside. These images also remind me of the scent of wet sheep in the rolling, dense fog on our former family island in Maine. Summer sheep shearing and winding granite stone walls are a part of my childhood memory scape.
Enclosure, which features the thirty five sheepfolds that Goldsworthy has handbuilt over the past decade or so, is published by Harry N. Abrams.