Wednesday, January 7, 2015

January 7, 2015 - Ice Pond


Here is the white lily pond, but it doesn’t look anything like it did in the summer, does it?  Beyond it is an icy frozen field.  It’s hard to tell where the ice of the pond ends and the ice of the field begins.  If you didn’t live here, you might not even know there was a pond there.  No one skates on it, but it’s nice and smooth and perfect for skating, if you could bear the cold, that is, and if the creatures below the ice didn’t mind.

And what happens to the water fairies in the winter?  Do they freeze?  I don’t think so, but surely life must slow down for them.  They must have a way to pass through the ice, some sort of manipulation of the hydrogen bonds, I would imagine.  As I’ve said before, the water creatures are decidedly different from those of land.  It is probably due to the many transformations that water makes, as discussed briefly in the Philosopher's Stone.  If water truly is one of the great keys to the universe, as I believe, it is no wonder that its denizens are so unlike the creatures that grow from the Earth.

In any event, the scene is almost surreal.  The wind was too severe to stay very long, and the haunted apple trees in the adjacent field looked very hungry.  I went home to my fire.

The frozen white lily pond.