Went out to Clearwater Lake this afternoon, a half-hour drive north.
In the summer, people tell us, you can see through its 40-some feet of water to the very bottom. These days it’s solid and white.
We met up with a few co-workers of J.’s and let our dogs run loose on the snow-packed trails. The four of them formed a quick pack.
Once we all walked out on the frozen lake, our view changed from snow-clotted spruce to huge ice formations made by wind and water. Beautiful and eerie, all at once. (Click on the photos for larger versions.)