I grew up in New Hampshire where a lot of the water was sliced up and sent to Boston as well as to the fishing boats out of Cape Anne, north of Boston. ALthough I knew some people who remembered the ice harvests, I neve rheard of any songs but I am afraid that's my insensitivity to the possibility rather than that they don't exist. It also makes me wonder if there are any maple harvesting songs.

The verse about Hudson River diamonds intrigued me. I don't understand, though, why you would think that the "diamond" are horse droppings as opposed to ice. Clear river ice would be beautiful with the light shining through it. I would think that it would have been the ice blocks that looked like big, shiny diamonds (unless they had a flaw such as a half pound meadow muffin) in the midst if it.

Sourdough