Chasing that shadow in the waning light, I ski skate across the frozen lake back to the trail head, making good time. I wonder if this triangular pattern in the ice, raised in relief now with age, has morphed from the geometric mosaic pattern we frequently find on fresher ice surfaces, looking as if the ice had shattered and refrozen and the scars where it re-sutured itself to adjoining pieces ended up being harder and more obdurate, now standing raised in relief? Ice surfaces are quite dynamic, just slowly. https://highwildramblings.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/12/12-18-2011-4.jpg
