Imagine all this ice to yourself. I had it last Friday; mine all mine, the only skater out there, with ice as smooth as glass. It’s over now, it snowed, and the ice lies beneath a white blanket. But I can still share the photographs.
My neighbourhood, from the skaters angle. Most of the year, I only see these houses from the street view, when I walk the circle around the lake. Only in winter, do I get the lakeshore view.
Patches like this had me completely mesmerized. It looked like someone had shattered the ice, and pieced it back together to make a mosaic. It brought me up short, every time I passed over it, when I would spin around and stop and hover, staring into the deep. The mystery here, is that the ice is very solid and very thick, so I have no idea how it could get that fragile shattered look.
Well, that's probably it for the ice photo's this year, but one never really knows.