Here on Bondi Bay, there is still a coating of fragile ice. Free from anything to hold it, it dances with the wind.
The wind whistles, and in reply the Ice shakes out her skirts and dances across the bay, until she collapses out of breath on the shore.
The ice crystals chime together in an other-worldly music when the ice is on the move. It's quite beautiful (until it pushes over your boathouse -- although this year, the melt has been kind, and the water low enough that there is no flooding on this lake, and there is not much strength left in that ice.
here are, however, a few worrying signs of climate change.... Like this example, right near the end of our dock...