Each day is a gift,
we unwrap it with delight.
The sun is shining so Natassia and I headed for the Lake.
The report was that the ice was poor for skating,
but fine for other pursuits.
We walked and talked and jumped and laughed.
The ice sang to us.
The Lake, she sang loud to us.
Natassia had never been on the ice when it was performing.
She was stunned, and frightened at times and awed.
There was cracking and singing, and shining, it was wonderful!