With the first ice--a skim on a sheep pail so thin, it breaks when touched--one familys winter begins in earnest. Next comes ice like panes of glass. And eventually, skating iceTake a literary skate over field ice and streams, through sleeping orchards and beyond. The first ice, the second ice, the third ice . . . perfect ice . . . the last ice . . . Twelve kinds of ice are carved into twenty nostalgic vignettes, illustrated in elegantly scratched detail by the award-winning Barbara McClintock.