Ice rings

A cold day. Minus 5 celsius but with a bitter wind off the lake and the ocean. (OK I know in British Columbia we are amateurs as far as winter goes, hardly even Canadian).

This puddle on the trail has attracted my attention before and this time it was for the pattern in the ice. The neighbouring puddle had been trampled but for whatever reason no one has felt it necessary to crack the ice on this one. Even my dog went around.

Rings pattern the ice
Reflecting cold not age
Cold in my bones