Yesterday morning we woke to a thin skim of ice covering the lake. Throughout the day, it shifted and melted, and all but a crust remained around our shore by day's end.
This morning, we woke to a similar scene, except today's ice didn't melt. I imagine this ice is here to stay. The start of this winter's ice.
It's truly amazing to watch as a constantly moving thing - like a lake's surface, become still. I know that ice really isn't perfectly still - it shifts and cracks and booms, but it's continual motion is gone, quieted by the coming winter.
Our ice is in.