Icy Morning

The outside world was defined by ice this morning. Ice on trees, ice on cars, ice on the driveway, on the deck railing, fences….everywhere.

Ice, icicles, icing…it was quite an ice show. By mid-morning, the dripping icicles sounded like rain. All of a sudden, there was a thunderous rumbling on the roof and a whole mass of ice came sliding down all at once, dropping past the window onto the ground below.

My car looked really cold:

Subaru on ice

The tractor luckily would not be needed today:

Tractor steering wheel

Nor would the clothes line be of any use today:

Some of the patterns were quite intriguing, as on this wire cage:

wire cage

Everything seemed softer:

Tree log

Branch encrusted

Wild rose bush

And a close-up look of icicles, no matter what strange shape they came in, was quite magical:

My favorite discoveries were these berries in their clear, icy wrapping:

Rosehips on ice

Cathy, at Nomad, Interrupted, also posted pictures of some really beautiful ice-covered plants today.
Another beautiful ice post with a dreamy poem here