It doesn’t happen overnight, but it feels like it does. Blue sky and sunshine, rippling water, warmth for walking and running freely one day. And then it all comes to an icy halt the next. Reeds and rushes pushed down by snow. Trees fully flocked over a frozen lake where geese and ducks and gulls try to find a place to bathe and feed. The light changes from Autumn’s amber and golden hues, to the white and dull yellow light of winter’s early sunsets; the sun droops lower in the sky than you remember, disappearing sooner as well.  Even the full moon, super as it might be, feels cold, and not in a bashful way. Like winter, it’s unapologetic for the glow it casts on the frozen world below. Ice season is upon us, time to  soak it in.