Category: A day in the life of a pond

Late afternoon the sun glows in the west, illuminating the tree and gently reflecting on the refrozen surface of the pond.

My living room windows face west, and any day that’s not overcast and hiding the sun, the sunsets are beautiful.

Yes, it’s mid-January and there’s open water on the pond. It’s been an unusually mild winter for here. Despite that, a friend was telling me the other day that some people were already out ice fishing. I’m from Virginia. I don’t trust any ice thinner than a glacier for walking on, let alone driving on, cutting holes in, and erecting structures on.

I find these patterns on the ice interesting, and my mind wants to make something of them – a pattern, artwork, or perhaps a message from another planet or another dimension. Sadly, none of these have materialized.

I’m curious about those circles on the ice. In the photo, they look like open water but they didn’t when I was looking at them directly. And why those spots and not others?