Well, walking on frozen water in the form of an icy crust on snow, that’s what I did this morning. I put on my snowshoes, went out the back door and sure enough, the crust was frozen solid and I didn’t sink in a bit. It was great fun striding across the frozen snow at a good clip. The spikes on the bottom of my snowshoes came in real handy because otherwise I would have slipped and slid all over the place. But as it was, I took a quick trip around part of our land down below the house, then headed across the street and easily climbed the snow bank up into the woods. I went up the “right of way”, up to the top of Fessenden Hill, down the other side and up the second and further part of Fessenden Hill. It was beautifully quiet, bright sun, no wind, clear and even breath taking in the beauty of the frozen white snow everywhere amongst the trees and hills. I saw a number of deer tracks that must have been made yesterday before the snow had become as hard as it was today because many of the tracks had sunken into the snow. Yesterday the snow had begun to melt. Well, tomorrow looks like the melting will begin in earnest with temperatures up in the 50s. I’ve probably had my one day for the year of walking on water, well, frozen water in the form of snow at least.