The ice creaks and cracks in the crook of the harbor where Satuit Brook flows in; Canadian geese stomp across the surface disapprovingly and complain to the impassive seagulls. If you’re there when the tide is shifting, you’ll hear the ice pop and scrape against itself like an old man’s bones.
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Your text really bring this shot to life. Brrr!
Thank you! It’s been a regular roller coaster temperature-wise – not my favrorite kind of winter.
The cracking and groaning is pretty fascinating. I am spared that lovely experience now that I winter in Florida.
I look forward to the days when we can take a week and go somewhere warm when winter gets to be too much for us, Jack!