When I first moved to Boston, I lived in apartment with one of my good friends. The apartment looked over a reservoir. I spent a lot of time studying the reservoir 'cause I had no money to do anything else. I was poor student.
I arrived in Boston on January 1, 1999. The reservoir was frozen solid. Temperatures were between four and ten my entire first week. Over the following months before class, I noticed the ice would move and melt and then refreeze again.
If this sounds a tad boring, give a Georgia girl a break. I had never seen any water so sizable frozen.
I am still fascinated by frozen lakes. A pond not too far from where I live now hosts skaters on the weekends when the temperatures fall and the ice will allow.
For music lovers: check out this site: http://www.hearya.com/2007/02/14/top-100-indie-songs-of-all-time .... Hmmmm. I dispute some of the songs... Thank you Paperback Writer for the link.