During a brief noontime walk on Friday it was not hard to see that our much-warmer-than-average summer and fall have come to a close. The date, December 14, suggests that winter is just around the corner. The eyes, or rather the camera, say otherwise. At Long Pond, by the water’s edge you can see the first signs of ice. Another few days of this sub-zero weather and the water will ‘catch over.’
Further along, Burton’s Pond is completely ice covered. Well almost–the agitator that keeps one part ‘open’ is doing its job and all the ducks have congregated at the one place where they can still dive down for the few remaining bits of food at the bottom.
Rounding the far end of the pond my hand goes back into the pocket for the phone to take another picture. A puck! I must have left it in there from yesterday. Another look back out at the ice covered surface. Not enough ice–yet–to lace up the skates, get the sticks and toss out the puck.
…but enough to make you want to.
Later, Saturday night, the snow begins. Hardly any wind so the snow falls pretty straight. See the little bluish-white streaks? Snowflakes.
Around midnight, a walk past the playground shows an accumulation of 10 cm or snow…and still falling. It’s quiet. Far off you can hear the rumble and scrape of the snow plow but that’s it. Not even traffic. The children who frequent the place were likely tucked away in bed before the snow started falling.
Christmas lights signal those that are still up.
Sunday morning. The snow is tapering off and the air is quiet and still; barely enough to stir the flag. You can hear a snow-blower down the street. Barely. There’s something about the new fallen snow–natural acoustic insulation; hushes everything.
You can tell, from the table top just how much snow has fallen so far. A measuring tape says 21 cm. The little dragonfly doesn’t mind, though. Snow, rain, wind, she’ll fly anyway.
Coffee with the family. So nice to break the routines and get together once in a while. Nothing like a fresh snowfall for bringing people together…
Looks like winter’s here on the Eastern Edge.