Even the power lines look elegant with the drooping sway of 1-2 inch icicles lacing their lengths. The limbs of the cherry and the infant maple are encased in whitish ice.
If the sun were shining, it would be quite a sight. Alas, it is a gray and heavily misty day, with the ice slowly melting away.
I will try to take some pictures but, as I do not own a digital camera but a 35 mm, it will be a while before I will be able to post them.
The schools in this district are on a two-hour delay this morning, and power was temporarily knocked out in the middle of the night, only for about an hour and a half. After dropping la Princesita off at her class, I will head down to the City for another dubbing project for work. Unfortunately, this schedule meant I had to cancel my morning class--win some, lose some.
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I have never seen an ice storm. I would like to but from the warmth and safety of a home or motel room. Be safe today.
ResponderEliminarMy first ice storm was up in Northern Oregon...1980, the same year St. Helens blew, the same year Dad almost died the first time. It was wild...the entire city shut down. We couldn't get to my uncle's house, my dad got to a telephone booth, it wasn't working, went into the gas station nearby to ask if he could use their phone, and the attendant said, "No, there's a booth outside." Dad was 15 feet away from the booth when all the ice on the gas station sign overhanging the booth suddenly broke free of the sign ... and crushed that telephone booth.
ResponderEliminarThe attendant then came out and called to my father, "Yeah, I suppose you can use this phone."