Snow-shoes

When I saw this photograph I was irresistibly reminded of a fragment of EB's poetry first cited, I think, by Elizabeth Spires in her article "Elizabeth Bishop: 'The Things I'd Like to Write'", in The Gettysburg Review 5.1 (Winter, 1992), p. 67:

"The snow had a crust, they said, like bread --
only white -- it held me up but it would not hold her
she fell through it
and said she'd go home again for the snow-shoes --
and I could slide in shine and glare while she
stepped wide
on the [...]"