7 - On Not So Thin Ice

It's been bitterly cold for the past week. Most days the high is hovering around a balmy 19 degrees. So it's not surprising that the river has partly frozen, in the places where the water runs slow. We went down to explore the frozen landscape -- skating on the ice above the place we normally go swimming, heaving the biggest rocks we could find out to the edges of the ice where it was thin.

I thought the opportunity for good photographs would arise, and it probably did. I totally missed it however, since my protective mama bear instincts were on high alert and I was focused on making sure nobody fell through the ice or met any other catastrophic fate. These tar splashes on the road caught my eye as we parked along the river road, and uninspiring as it maybe be this is the picture for yesterday, round 3, day 7. But I still consider the day a success in that only Cole fell through the ice, and only a little bit -- up to his shins.