Clear skies brought ice and sun today. For at least the third time in the past weeks the ice has spread from the banks toward the center, with the left bank supporting a wider graceful arc.
Yesterday's duck - a variety of merganser perhaps, if the tufted head is a guide - would not have found today's river so placid. Sibley's Guide to Birds says at least one kind of merganser winters in the north, preferring small ponds. When he swam upriver he might have thought he was in a pond, the surface was so quiet, although he was surely paddling hard against the current.
Winter comes tomorrow, officially. The river knows.
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