22 December 2010
If I take the way to work that takes me past Brook's Bend's sheep, I drive right along the Connecticut River further down the road. There are lots of scenic New England-y vistas, but this has been my favorite this week. It's a brook that runs alongside the river if water levels are high enough - otherwise it's dry.
The river's water level must have risen, the brook froze, then the water level fell again. This has created something like those sidewalk puddles that freeze over then are stomped on by passersby, but on a bigger scale.
Every time I drive by, I want to stop the car and stomp around on the ice...