I've been watching the ice flows on the Hudson. At first glance, it appears to be a solid sheet of ice covering the water, but then a large piece will slowly, gently float into view, and the impact of collision causes the divisions to be revealed.
When all is silent, you can hear it cracking in the distance.
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