“During the day a few people appeared on the frozen, flooded marshes, and began skating, though the snow was 18 inches deep, and had to be swept away. The lock-keeper told us that his brother-in-law had once skated from Norwich to Geldeston.

A little powdery snow fell in the morning; but the squalls had abated, and the birds began to reappear, enabling us to shoot some peewits, fat and plump as butter.” ⎯On English Lagoons, Chapter XXII, pp. 103-04

A stark wintry scene of frozen marshland snowed over. The plate appears opposite the start of Chapter XXIII: A Wintry Sail to Bungay, with Emerson’s log noting the date of Dec. 2 (1890)