It hasn't happened yet, but it's getting there. Sebago will be frozen over soon. Stopped by the boat launch the other morning, before the snow hit, and the sounds being emitted were eerie. Thanks to a good blow, these small, thin layers of glass-like ice were being moved back and forth and all around creating quite a lot of racket. At first it wasn't noticeable, then I couldn't get that noise out of my head. In a few more weeks, a myriad of ice shacks will be dotting this view. Now, that's winter in southern Maine.