Walk Around Frame Lake

Waves of snow on a frozen lake  
Makes me do a double take.  
 
The spruce’s shadow far below  
Glows blue against the sunlit snow.  
 
In a breeze beside the lake  
Birch bark flaps squeak clack and scrape.  
 
In leeward shadow of a bay  
The scene is dipped in blue array.  
 
Now the sun is sinking low  
Through the trees its eye does glow.  
 
Dry snow crunches beneath my feet  
As I walk to a steady beat.  
 
The sun, low in its orb, does turn  
A distant building’s windows burn.