His voice was low and ice cold.
She stirred the ice cream until it was soft.
Erik challenged, ice blue eyes falling to him.
Ice is an interesting subject for contemplation.
Jake Weller presented it to Dean one sunny afternoon while the two were sharing a diet-breaking ice cream on the stoop of a Seventh Avenue candy store.
If I wanted my mother to make ice-cream for dinner I made the sign for working the freezer and shivered, indicating cold.
I don't like ice cream.
Eyes of blue ice turned on Allen and Giddon's voice was almost a growl.
A missing girl fell through the ice and drowned while Howie helplessly watched.
Bird Song's going to be close to empty for a few more days until the ice climbers arrive.
Hearty souls climbed these ice-shrouded cliffs, just for the sport of it.
That will near fill us up when them ice climbing fellows get here.
What kind of ice pudding?
"Your skin's like ice," she said, suddenly realizing how cold it was in the storage room.
He'd been on thin ice with this whole subject since the beginning.
The painkillers she'd taken kicked in soon after, and she bought ice cream.
It's one of the few times we've been without guests since we opened and we'll practically have a full house next week with the Ice Festival coming up.
They discussed their options—snowshoeing and cross country skiing—but decided to try out the ice skates that they had purchased for one another for Christmas.
Supper was pancakes and eggs, with conversation directed to the children, interrupted by confirming calls from ice climbers who would begin arriving on Thursday.
We've got empty rooms, at least until the ice climbers start coming tomorrow.
I shall climb very high mountains in Norway and see much ice and snow.
We also rode in the Ferris wheel, and on the ice-railway, and had a sail in the Whale-back....
This is that portion, also, where in the spring, the ice being warmed by the heat of the sun reflected from the bottom, and also transmitted through the earth, melts first and forms a narrow canal about the still frozen middle.
The ice, that had held under those on foot, collapsed in a great mass, and some forty men who were on it dashed, some forward and some back, drowning one another.
The blue ice melted with warmth and a slow smile twisted his lips in an attractive way.
In his hand he held a bowl of ice cream, and his eyes held a welcome spark of humor.
We stopped for an ice cream to compose our guest though I disliked taking the time from calling Daniel Brennan to run the license plate number we'd recorded.
The curtain blocking him from his memories was less defined, like ice beginning to thaw.
There was ice in Cynthia's voice.
Another morsel of info emerged over ice cream and brownies as the sun began coloring the west.
The very thought of crawling into a dark hole in the ground caused shivers of ice on the back of his neck.
The warmth of the evening chased out Bird Song's guests—all non-dieters probably queuing up for ice cream, or maybe simply promenading the Victorian village streets as alpenglow painted the surrounding peaks in pink.
The homemade ice cream stand drew her attention, and she crossed to it.
Flustered, Deidre nodded and walked away with her ice cream.
"You know you should have ice on this!" she chided.
Gabriel's touch was like ice, and Rhyn shuddered.
Whiskey, one with ice and the other without.
With the ice climbing festival about to open a lot of the climbers are arriving early.
I'll just leave most of my ice climbing gear in the car.
Then, make them all soak their fingers in ice water so they are numb and work even slower, creating another thirty jobs for cold-fingered, blindfolded cotton seed removers.
We played games, and ate ice-cream and cake and fruit.
Nothing could be more beautiful than the architecture of this ice-palace.
The walls are curiously constructed of massive blocks of ice which terminate in cliff-like towers.
It is said that a flood-tide, with a westerly wind, and ice in the Neva, would sweep St. Petersburg from the face of the earth.
On the 1st of April it rained and melted the ice, and in the early part of the day, which was very foggy, I heard a stray goose groping about over the pond and cackling as if lost, or like the spirit of the fog.
I have seen our river, when, the landscape being covered with snow, both water and ice were almost as green as grass.
Though the woodchoppers have laid bare first this shore and then that, and the Irish have built their sties by it, and the railroad has infringed on its border, and the ice-men have skimmed it once, it is itself unchanged, the same water which my youthful eyes fell on; all the change is in me.
He sawed a channel in the ice toward the shore, and hauled it over and along and out on to the ice with oxen; but, before he had gone far in his work, he was surprised to find that it was wrong end upward, with the stumps of the branches pointing down, and the small end firmly fastened in the sandy bottom.
But these within the ice are not so numerous nor obvious as those beneath.
One day when I came to the same place forty-eight hours afterward, I found that those large bubbles were still perfect, though an inch more of ice had formed, as I could see distinctly by the seam in the edge of a cake.
The beauty of the ice was gone, and it was too late to study the bottom.
Being curious to know what position my great bubbles occupied with regard to the new ice, I broke out a cake containing a middling sized one, and turned it bottom upward.
The new ice had formed around and under the bubble, so that it was included between the two ices.
As I was desirous to recover the long lost bottom of Walden Pond, I surveyed it carefully, before the ice broke up, early in '46, with compass and chain and sounding line.
They also showed me in another place what they thought was a "leach-hole," through which the pond leaked out under a hill into a neighboring meadow, pushing me out on a cake of ice to see it.
At one rod from the shore its greatest fluctuation, when observed by means of a level on land directed toward a graduated staff on the ice, was three quarters of an inch, though the ice appeared firmly attached to the shore.
When two legs of my level were on the shore and the third on the ice, and the sights were directed over the latter, a rise or fall of the ice of an almost infinitesimal amount made a difference of several feet on a tree across the pond.
When such holes freeze, and a rain succeeds, and finally a new freezing forms a fresh smooth ice over all, it is beautifully mottled internally by dark figures, shaped somewhat like a spider's web, what you may call ice rosettes, produced by the channels worn by the water flowing from all sides to a centre.
These ice-cutters are a merry race, full of jest and sport, and when I went among them they were wont to invite me to saw pit-fashion with them, I standing underneath.
Deep ruts and "cradle-holes" were worn in the ice, as on terra firma, by the passage of the sleds over the same track, and the horses invariably ate their oats out of cakes of ice hollowed out like buckets.
Perhaps the blue color of water and ice is due to the light and air they contain, and the most transparent is the bluest.
They told me that they had some in the ice-houses at Fresh Pond five years old which was as good as ever.
The opening of large tracts by the ice-cutters commonly causes a pond to break up earlier; for the water, agitated by the wind, even in cold weather, wears away the surrounding ice.
A thermometer thrust into the middle of Walden on the 6th of March, 1847, stood at 32º, or freezing point; near the shore at 33º; in the middle of Flint's Pond, the same day, at 32º; at a dozen rods from the shore, in shallow water, under ice a foot thick, at 36º.
The ice in the shallowest part was at this time several inches thinner than in the middle.
Ice has its grain as well as wood, and when a cake begins to rot or "comb," that is, assume the appearance of honeycomb, whatever may be its position, the air cells are at right angles with what was the water surface.
The cracking and booming of the ice indicate a change of temperature.
One pleasant morning after a cold night, February 24th, 1850, having gone to Flint's Pond to spend the day, I noticed with surprise, that when I struck the ice with the head of my axe, it resounded like a gong for many rods around, or as if I had struck on a tight drum-head.
The ice in the pond at length begins to be honeycombed, and I can set my heel in it as I walk.
On the 13th of March, after I had heard the bluebird, song sparrow, and red-wing, the ice was still nearly a foot thick.
When the warmer days come, they who dwell near the river hear the ice crack at night with a startling whoop as loud as artillery, as if its icy fetters were rent from end to end, and within a few days see it rapidly going out.
It was a warm day, and he was surprised to see so great a body of ice remaining.
Even ice begins with delicate crystal leaves, as if it had flowed into moulds which the fronds of waterplants have impressed on the watery mirror.
The sinking sound of melting snow is heard in all dells, and the ice dissolves apace in the ponds.
A great field of ice has cracked off from the main body.
"Ice pudding, but you won't get any," said Marya Dmitrievna.
"Turn this way!" he shouted, jumping over the ice which creaked under him; "turn this way!" he shouted to those with the gun.
Still the cannon balls continued regularly to whistle and flop onto the ice and into the water and oftenest of all among the crowd that covered the dam, the pond, and the bank.
When the bridges broke down, unarmed soldiers, people from Moscow and women with children who were with the French transport, all--carried on by vis inertiae-- pressed forward into boats and into the ice-covered water and did not, surrender.
She found Felipa and Destiny in the dining room where they were having an ice cream snack.
She was stacking bowls on the table for ice cream and cake when lights turned into the drive.
They had cake and ice cream and talked for nearly an hour about one thing and another.
Probably, but I wouldn't be working off that cake and ice cream, either.
The ice cream will help.
He sat on the end of the bed and watched reflectively as she ate the ice cream.
She jabbed the spoon in the ice cream and sighed.
He nodded absently and fell silent while she finished the ice cream.
If we thought Howie was upset over the Youngblood matter, it was arsenic versus ice cream compared to how enraged he was over a challenge to his ability.
Amid forced conversation, the group plodded their way through shrimp, chicken, and enchiladas to dessert—fried ice cream—but if the Deans thought this final outing would be a celebration, they were mistaken.
They had knocked heads and locked wills over the death of a Bird Song guest during the prior January's Ice Climbing Festival when bitter words were exchanged.
"If it isn't candidate David Dean," Fitzgerald said, not even trying to warm the ice in his voice.
They sold like homemade ice cream on a summer day.
He joined them on the porch, licking an ice cream and pulling over the fourth rocker so as not to disturb Mrs. Lincoln, who gazed longingly at the dripping vanilla.
You're skating on thin ice, Mr. Juror.
After a switchback, they crossed the bridge over a deep gorge, the location of Ouray's now-melted ice climbing park where David Dean had almost lost his life the prior winter.
His sole venture at the end of a rope was the prior winter in Ouray's ice climbing park, under even more tenuous circumstances.
I told her to lay off the ice cream.
Just for ice cream.
"That's kinda why I came to an ice cream stand," she said with a laugh.
Cynthia turned to her husband with a look that said 'don't pursue it,' then announced, If we're going to get in some ice skating, we'd better get cracking.
There's no doubt you'll be following me, if you're not plunked down on the ice on your own cute little boom-boom.
We've practically got a full house of ice climbers starting in a couple of days, Dean answered.
When Dean returned after confirming a reservation from yet another ice climber, she sat huddled in the corner of the sofa.
If jump ropes or board games or ice cream turn out to have positive externalities—that is, if they help society—a subsidy could lower the prices of these items.
The iceman delivered ice for your icebox until the electric freezer put him out of business.
Mother will make ice-cream for dinner, we will have ice-cream and cake for dinner.
You will export such articles as the country affords, purely native products, much ice and pine timber and a little granite, always in native bottoms.
I have thought that Walden Pond would be a good place for business, not solely on account of the railroad and the ice trade; it offers advantages which it may not be good policy to divulge; it is a good port and a good foundation.
Making another hole directly over it with an ice chisel which I had, and cutting down the longest birch which I could find in the neighborhood with my knife, I made a slip-noose, which I attached to its end, and, letting it down carefully, passed it over the knob of the handle, and drew it by a line along the birch, and so pulled the axe out again.
But the ice itself is the object of most interest, though you must improve the earliest opportunity to study it.
I amused myself one winter day with sliding this piecemeal across the pond, nearly half a mile, skating behind with one end of a log fifteen feet long on my shoulder, and the other on the ice; or I tied several logs together with a birch withe, and then, with a longer birch or alder which had a hook at the end, dragged them across.
I also heard the whooping of the ice in the pond, my great bed-fellow in that part of Concord, as if it were restless in its bed and would fain turn over, were troubled with flatulency and had dreams; or I was waked by the cracking of the ground by the frost, as if some one had driven a team against my door, and in the morning would find a crack in the earth a quarter of a mile long and a third of an inch wide.
A hunter told me that he once saw a fox pursued by hounds burst out on to Walden when the ice was covered with shallow puddles, run part way across, and then return to the same shore.
He would perhaps have placed alder branches over the narrow holes in the ice, which were four or five rods apart and an equal distance from the shore, and having fastened the end of the line to a stick to prevent its being pulled through, have passed the slack line over a twig of the alder, a foot or more above the ice, and tied a dry oak leaf to it, which, being pulled down, would show when he had a bite.
As I sounded through the ice I could determine the shape of the bottom with greater accuracy than is possible in surveying harbors which do not freeze over, and I was surprised at its general regularity.
While I was surveying, the ice, which was sixteen inches thick, undulated under a slight wind like water.
Sometimes, also, when the ice was covered with shallow puddles, I saw a double shadow of myself, one standing on the head of the other, one on the ice, the other on the trees or hillside.
Like the water, the Walden ice, seen near at hand, has a green tint, but at a distance is beautifully blue, and you can easily tell it from the white ice of the river, or the merely greenish ice of some ponds, a quarter of a mile off.
Sometimes one of those great cakes slips from the ice-man's sled into the village street, and lies there for a week like a great emerald, an object of interest to all passers.
Also, as I have said, the bubbles themselves within the ice operate as burning-glasses to melt the ice beneath.
How handsome the great sweeping curves in the edge of the ice, answering somewhat to those of the shore, but more regular!
Southern customers objected to its blue color, which is the evidence of its purity, as if it were muddy, and preferred the Cambridge ice, which is white, but tastes of weeds.
I thought that there was no need of ice to freeze them.
Dolokhov who was in the midst of the crowd forced his way to the edge of the dam, throwing two soldiers off their feet, and ran onto the slippery ice that covered the millpool.
The ice bore him but it swayed and creaked, and it was plain that it would give way not only under a cannon or a crowd, but very soon even under his weight alone.
Get onto the ice, over the ice!
The ice gave way under one of the foremost soldiers, and one leg slipped into the water.
The nearest soldiers shrank back, the gun driver stopped his horse, but from behind still came the shouts: Onto the ice, why do you stop?
A thaw had set in, it was muddy and cold, the ice on the river broke, and the roads became impassable.
He was not at the ice hills, nor at the gypsies', nor at Komoneno's.
Eyes as cold as ice were measuring her every word.
The real celebration of Fred's release from jail didn't begin until the pair returned to Bird Song where Cynthia had baked a fresh apple pie, complete with vanilla ice cream, tagged on to the end of a healthy lunch.
Would you like some ice cream?
Exhaustion eventually ended the game and everyone but Dulce gathered in the kitchen for an ice cream snack.