Ice Out is Playtime
One advantage of living full time at the lake is seeing the daily changes in the ice prior to "ice-out". The ice changes in color and texture. As the sun and wind work their magic, you can see the breakdown in the integrity of the ice. We watch the ice break up and drift by in large pieces, hoping that a sudden wind shift doesn't bring it all into our dock (again).
Soon, we begin to hear that special sound - like the tinkling of a glass windchime - and we know it's "Playtime". We go down to the dock with sticks and poke at the ice as it drifts by. It is now extremely honeycombed and shatters into a thousand little pieces. The pieces look like foot long icicles. We introduced Island Girl to this treat last year.
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Last edited by Quilt Lady; 03-16-2006 at 09:05 PM.
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