The Shanties Await

A couple of my students and I headed to the beach today at noon. As we neared the river bank, these fishing shanties caught our eye...

Soon they will be moved...

Having sat uninhabited since last year's fishing season, these solitary shanties await the arrival of the folk who will huddle inside for hours at a time, precariously perched over a hole cut into the ice, with their fishing lines dangling into the cold river.

The early snow and sub-zero temperatures herald the coming of winter, much earlier than last year.

Winter activities are being planned and organized.

While the shanties await...