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| Billy and I took a walk one night at the lake. It was totally frozen over. The previous night we had heard that it was an effervescent and crowded place with people from all over the area. We were looking for hot wine, hot chocolate, and to watch ice skaters and hockey players. (A friend said the lake only does this every 5-7 years or so.) Then, there was a storm ...and it covered the ice with a layer of snow. We went there expecting to have to fight our way through hundreds of people. But instead we were met with a muffled silence and stillness that was startling. We walked the length of the lake arm in arm and only met a solitary jogger along the way. |
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| The walkway was nicely plowed and easy to walk. It was lit with attractive street lights on iron posts |
The castle loomed overhead. Funny that it never looks like a cold hunk of stone, but warm and glowing...even in sub-zero temps
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