The
pond at Moore State Park is skimmed over with ice, likely having formed a
couple of days ago during the cold night in the teens. Even with day temps
running in the 40s, it isn’t enough to turn back the tide of the coming freeze.
Water
still flows freely underneath the bridge that crosses the spillway here. At the
edge, there rests the shelf of the now thickening ice, where the flow beneath
carries small bubbles and cast off detritus from the growing season. They
emerge only for a moment before falling off the precipice and to the holding
pond below, waiting in queue to enter the cataract of the mill cascade.
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