There were a couple of ice huts down there, one on the water and one on the shore. Part of loving winter is learning how to use it for fun and fish.
As we mooched around, smelling the smells and rolling in the snow (her, not me), I got to thinking about the huge amount of extra space that is created every winter in Canada when the lakes and rivers freeze over. We must be almost twice as big as usual!
P.S. The dogwoods think it might be spring!