Let’s flashback to another warm and lazy day in September of 2013. The dragonflies were circling the pond, landing in their favorite spots, then circling the pond again, for all the world like teenagers cruising downtown in their cars.
I have seen some glass that resembles this ice. Maybe it would be nice to have in a French door between interior rooms. But would it really give the same feeling of wonder as seeing how the water froze over night?
Walking around the second pond, which was completely iced over, I spotted an odd shaped blueish blob just under the surface of the ice. It did not move as I approached.
I got too close to the boggy edge and one leg sank in up past my knee! Trying to hold my camera up out of the muck and reach a small stick to put under my other foot, I made quite a bit of noise, but the blueish blob showed no signs at all of hearing me. Was it even still alive?
Finally free of the muck (with the muck-&-water-filled boot still on!), I found a way to get close enough to break the ice with a stick. Even this ruckus did not disturb blueish blob. I finally poked at her tail and she stretched out her hind feet a little, then eased away from my stick and resumed her quiet wait – for a meal to pass by?