The Ice Storm

I was expecting to wake up to a frosty morning so it was a pleasant surprise to see that it was raining. The pleasantries ended quickly. Cold air crept in and it kept raining. The rain turned to freezing rain and stayed that way all day long. There were spits of snow and quick barrages of sleet, but the freezing rain continued.

The ice kept building up.

And falling down in outbursts of strong winds.

Loud jarring noises on the roof top increased in frequency. How long will it be before the power goes out?

It hasn't yet. The freezing rain subsided. The fog rolled in.

I stand on the front porch and listen to the forest crashing down around me. I watched several big branches fall. The ice encrusted tree tops clatter ominously in the lightest wind. The loud jarring noises on the roof top continue.

It is unnerving. And pretty.

And I have a headache from all this.

How much carnage will there be?  How much lumber will I have to pick up?

At least the power is still on. Bulbarella and I are warm and fine.

While I stand on the front porch and listen to the forest crashing down around me.