I took these photos last night, with the permission of the marsh warden, since the Celery Farm is closed to the public after dusk.

The lake was frozen, and not a creature was stirring, not even a goose.

There was a  hush over the refuge, with the only sound coming from the sound of cars whizzing along the Franklin Turnpike.
   
Light was minimal, so I left the lens open. I still had to boost the images a bit on the computer.
   
    The good news is that there are still a few places in these parts that are dark at night.