Down the Trail ... Around the Island ... On the Ice ... And Back Again

Our home overlooks a little bay.  Our backyard is wooded and a trail winds down the hill to the bay.  In the winter, the leaveless trees give us a view of the fishing shack littered bay and "Cemetary Island" which is exactly that - an island designated as a cemetary ... and refuge to the local deer.  The island separates the bay from the lake beyond - and this past Saturday, the boys, the dogs and I all headed down the snow-covered trail to the frozen bay and took a walk around cemetary island.  What a marvelous feeling to walk on water - the very water in which we fish and boat in the summer.  The kids particularly liked looking for - and inspecting - old ice fishing holes.  The weather was perfect - the sky blue, the ground white, the sumac red, and all beautiful.