The ponds are always beautiful and change with the seasons. Right now they are a sheet of thick ice. Brent enjoyed tossing rocks on the ice and noted that no matter how large the rock, it never broke through. Somewhat like 'rock skipping', tossing rocks on the ice can be a fun game. How far will this one go? And a few days later on a drive past the pond I heard the comment "my rocks are still there!".