Today I was supposed to be sharing more photos of my skating props in action at our latest competition but instead I got iced in at home. I'll drive in snow but ice.....no way. I could skate in my front yard right now. It's that bad.
From a distance it's a sparkly fairyland.
Up close it's treacherous.
The pine trees are so heavy with it, they look like they are hugging themselves. Poor things.
Many years ago we spent an unhappy week taking refuge in the basement without electricity or water while we watched tree limb after coated tree limb come crashing down. It's a sound you never forget.
Ever since then, the only ice outside an ice rink that I get along with is the stuff floating around in my gin and tonic. Last night, when I heard that sound again somewhere out in the darkness, I had myself a stiff one. Make that two.