Cold but the wind is still and the sun is shining. 8°. “Bundle up,” I thought. I knew the trees would be covered in rime ice this morning. “Want to ride with me to Musquash to photograph the rime ice?” He drove. I wasn’t expecting ice discs, the natural phenomenon we’re hearing a lot about in Maine lately. These small discs are barely comparable to the 100 yard disc on the Presumpscot River in Westbrook or Nesowadehunk Stream in Baxter State Park. What they lack in size they make up for in number. I counted 15 ice discs.
