OK, we had one really cold day this week. Temps down into the single digits. That was yesterday (Tuesday), and since that one cold day had been preceded by a week of warmish rainy days, my friend Sue and I got all excited about the prospect of clear ice on Moreau Lake and hurried there in the morning. Well darn it! The lake froze, yes, but a dusting of snow fell on it, too. Guess we won't see any stacks of ice bubbles in crystal-clear ice this year. (If you're curious why we two get so excited about lake ice, check out my blogpost from one of the most spectacular years of it.)
Since the lake held little of wintry interest today, we headed over to what Sue has named Zen Brook, a lovely little stream that tumbles down the steep slope of the western ridge. This stream's water seldom reaches the lake before it sinks into underground channels, but today -- thanks to the previous week of occasional rain -- the water was dancing and tumbling amid the rocky banks all the way to the lake shore.
Temps climbed back up close to 40 today (Wednesday). So much for winter. But we sure had a spectacular sunset tonight. I can't see much of the western sky from my downtown Saratoga kitchen window, but what I could see was truly astounding!