Iced in

Ice batI like a good snowstorm. I like watching it approach on the radar. I like listening to the increased chatter on the police scanner. I even like watching the news stations trip all over themselves the moment the first flake sticks to something and doesn’t melt. An ice storm, on the other hand, is the meaner older brother who wings a slush ball at your head.

Amidst power outages and the intermittent crash of ice covered tree limbs, now sagging crystalline cathedrals, that had finally reached the breaking point, Mrs. Spookyblue captured these images of Snug Harbor that reflect the nicer side of the Ice Storm of 2009.

2 Responses to “Iced in”

  1. “I even like watching the news stations trip all over themselves the moment the first flake sticks to something and doesn’t melt. ”

    I love that as well! But I saw coverage of your ice storm on the news and it looked frighteningly impressive. Fortunately, by the time the storm had reached my part of the world, it was mostly rain with just a little ice added :)

    Allows for some great photos though.

  2. To set the scene- Our house is surrounded on all sides by 40 foot tall honey locust trees. They have branches near the top, but not the bottom. But anyway, we had an ice storm back in December 2006. All of those trees were COVERED in ice. I remember going out at sunset for a walk and seeing the light reflect off of the ice. It was an orange midwest sunset. It looked like the trees have several thousand strands of orange light strings on apiece. It was Halloween in winter.