My mind is always on ice skating this time of year. Next week I'll be watching the U.S. Figure Skating Championships on TV. But already there are skaters to watch. I lingered one evening at the outdoor rink near my house. Round and round they went; Adults taking wobbly steps till their legs remember how to glide, children scooting tall plastic buckets in front of them---training wheels for beginning skaters. You can tell who has had lessons. They skate backwards, spin or launch themselves off the ice in a waltz jump. I set my camera on the railing and tried to capture the moment. A blur, a whirl, a cold breeze created by the skaters.