I'm not sure which is greyer today - the lake or the sky. Either way, the first thaw of winter has begun. Last week the lake was a field of snow, except for the tracks that David & I made on our skis, some random snow angels and the trail of one brave (or psychotic) snowmobile - that ventured over the ice. Today it's a mass of puddles, water from above and below merging to reclaim the lake. The thaw has begun. The snow is receding from my deck, and the packed tundra that used to be on the drive outside our house has reduced to a single layer of ice with a veneer of water across the surface.