I’m beginning to really like the looks of our church.
This was the view out over one of our big lakes last night. The clouds came rushing in from the northwest and the winds did a good job at breaking up the ice.
Closer to land you could really see how little remained of the ice.
Millions and millions of little shards of ice, glistening in the slanting sun.
Still showing where a fox has crossed the bay back in the days when the ice was solid.
