It wasn't much, I have to admit, but there were subtle signs of the approach of a January Thaw in the slenderest stretch of open water by the millpond waterfall. The light, which has a little more endurance these days, brought out some surprisingly colorful reflections in the otherwise drab landscape. Winter is hardly over, of course, and, no doubt, this water will freeze solid and wipe the reflection canvas clean soon enough. But for now, there's a bit of Impressionism accompanying my treks, and Matisse-on-the-ridge makes a nice impression on this walker.