This week brought us two very cold days, with temperatures in the teens at night. That’s all it took to finally get some noticeable ice on the lake, and even along the Hudson River. Then the weather got much warmer. Today feels like the first day of spring, in fact. We have some melting going on in the backyard (luckily for the ducks, who are still clinging to every unfrozen inch of the place).
J is worried that this winter will be too warm for the lake to freeze over. He has long been looking forward to walking on it. We’re told that it always freezes though, and by late January/early February the ice fishers will emerge with their huts. I hope J will wait until he sees them safely perched out there before running across it himself.