Desiree’s introduction to winter continues. Given a warmish afternoon (anything above freezing applies here), Desiree and I made a visit to the lakeshore.
From
our house, we have been looking down upon ice on the surface of the lake for
several weeks now. For the first two weeks,
patches of open water remained near the center of the lake on the arm north of
us. More recent impulses of cold weather
froze the surface entirely.
Our visit
to the lake was for the express purpose of walking on the frozen surface,
something entirely new to Desiree.
“Are
you sure we won’t fall through?” Desiree asked before we stepped on the ice at
the edge of the shore.
“I
have it on good authority the ice is six inches deep,” I responded. “And I have already seen four-wheelers
scooting around down here. We’ll be
fine.”
Though
nervous, Desiree followed me onto the ice.
“Just think, we were out here on a boat not that long ago,” I suggested.
We spent
the next fifteen minutes padding out across the snow-swept surface. The sun hung low but unobstructed to our west,
forcing long shadows to mimic our every move to the east.
We
played with our shadows and captured images with our smartphones. Desiree made a short video.
Up next? Maybe, downhill skiing.
A
Long Shadow
Ice
Dancing
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