Some habits are hard to break. It was a cloudy morning, but warm enough to walk. I looked at the on-line radar and saw a line of blue coming from the west as usual. I realized that soon the snowless ice surfaces in this part of Minnesota would become snow covered and would remain that way until spring - probably. The sun appeared for a couple of minutes before vanishing again, but I was encouraged enough to suggest a walk around a St Paul Lake. So PP and I went to Como and took a turn around the 1.6 mile circumference, half mile diameter (C = π*d; hence d = 1.6/π; d = .509 miles) of the body of water. The surface was ice all the way across and thick enough to walk on, although we ventured a scant ten feet onto the lake. There were visible sins of previous ice fishing off shore, so the ice is probably thick enough for lighter weight people to venture out. I think I commented on the relative lack of hikers today, especially as compared to July. But, hey, it's a December Monday and a cloudy, chilly day doesn't bring out the fair weather crowd.
Here's a photo from the peninsula that juts out into the lake. Ice all the way to the other shore.
The Prairie Princess was standing on frozen, and snowless, Lake Como. She's dressed for the Minnesota weather.
As we drove home the flurries began, but we stopped at Trader Joe's for some oatmeal and smoked salmon, then came home. It is now snowing like gangbusters.