January Deep Freeze

The lake where I live is completely frozen now, and has several inches of crunchy snow on it.  It is nearly ten below as I write, at 1 am; there are warnings about frostbite and hypothermia floating around.  Today (yesterday) was kind of horrible and it is calming to me to think of this cold landscape over which I have no control.  When I took Clarence out about an hour ago, the cold hurt his pads and he asked to come back inside.  Just now we had success; I will get him some shoes.  The moon is so bright, though, that you can actually see across the lake because of the light reflecting off the snow.

Day before yesterday during our run I heard the unmistakable scratching of skate blades.  I glanced over my shoulder to see a skater on the lake path with her leashed dog, who was running beside her in the snow.  I made a pledge to myself and to Clarence to try this soon, maybe as early as next week.  This weekend, when the temperatures are predicted to be much warmer, I will do some skating with Handsome Chef Boyfriend to get my skating legs back; it has been a couple of years.

Before I left for ballet school yesterday–in spite of the biting cold and wind–I ventured through the property just across the street (yes, I have permission), down a steep hill, and stepped out onto the ice to see how it feels to stand on a vast frozen lake. In spite of the wicked cold, it was pretty amazing.  I shot a few images.


on the way down


evidence of a creature who had gone before me


looking west 


my first careful steps onto the ice; the groomed trail is visible just below the line of a shadow cast by a passing cloud overhead



on the lake’s north end, ice fishermen

8 thoughts on “January Deep Freeze

  1. I just found your blog and think you write beautifully! Starting over is never fun but the rewards are amazing (I happened to get a wonderful new husband, two daughters, two cats and a dog out of it!). I cannot wait to read more!

  2. I found your blog via my friend Katie who does Mamapundit. I think your story is fantastic and I am cheering for you every step of the way.

  3. Beautiful, the words, the images. It brought back memories of the one time I went ice fishing with my dad as a child. Can’t say I enjoyed it, very cold, boring, and he kept telling me to be quiet so as not to scare the fish away (can fish hear, I wonder?). I hope you got a chance to try some skating with your Handsome Chef Boyfriend this weekend.

  4. I’m loving your blog! You write so beautifully. I’m very much looking forward to reading your perspectives about New England life…as someone who has lived her whole life here (in Maine and now Mass). You give it new life for me! Thanks for sharing your story. Keep warm!

  5. Thanks to all of you for reading! (And huge thanks to Katie to blog me!)

    @Geri: there were LOTS of ice fishermen out yesterday and I thought of your story as handsomechefboyfriend and I went skating past them.

    @Megan: it is a relief to me that any native New Englander might have even a jot of interest in what I have to say; some have told me that they emphatically are NOT interested! Oy!

  6. Loving your story…. One of my favorite places in the world is on a lake in Vermont and I feel like I am seeing it through your photos! I spent about 12 summers at a camp on a tiny lake.

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