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Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Raining ice as the sun comes out
The sun is finally out, and after four days of sub freezing temperatures following an ice storm, ice coated bushes and trees are raining ice
You can hear it pelting the roof, like over-sized acorns in fall perhaps, but this glitters in the sun and resounds and bounces. It comes in spurts and deluges and in constant pitter-patter or pounding. A hint of a breeze frees more branches and twigs from their icy sheathing. Backlit by the sun, it's beautiful, but not safe to walk under.
And where the sun hasn't hit yet, as on this bush at the front door, the ice still covers everything.