ice over ice

Up by the dam behind the Colzium in Kilsyth, again very icy. And walking along the path was also full of ice-choked puddles (which made very satisfying cracking sounds when you stood upon them). Then dad and I tried throwing some broken sheets of ice from the path onto the much larger frozen surface of the loch – shatter like glass then explode in a tremendously satisying explosion, fragments scattering and sliding across the ice with a great noise. Yes, I am easily amused, so what?

4 thoughts on “ice over ice

  1. I liked this. I liked it a lot.

    "Forbsom": to mutter incoherently but disapprovingly into one's coat collar when passing someone who is obviously having much more fun than you are.

  2. I liked this. I liked it a lot.

    "Forbsom": to mutter incoherently but disapprovingly into one's coat collar when passing someone who is obviously having much more fun than you are.

  3. I liked this. I liked it a lot.

    "Forbsom": to mutter incoherently but disapprovingly into one's coat collar when passing someone who is obviously having much more fun than you are.

  4. I liked this. I liked it a lot.

    "Forbsom": to mutter incoherently but disapprovingly into one's coat collar when passing someone who is obviously having much more fun than you are.

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