...now combined with the rustling, tinkling shiver of moving ice. What a phenomenon. To think that a bay this big could freeze solid, four feet thick, and then could, eventually, be reduced by sun and wind to tinkling shards, and back to waves.

Evidence suggests (see below) that another big ice event occurred when we were not privileged to watch it—the shoreline has been significantly rearranged.

I was thinking of kayaking amongst the ice floes, but that’s going to be impossible because tomorrow there will be none.

No WiFi until Thursday, so I am struggling to type this on a mini keyboard bluetoothed to my phone.