We had an ice storm the other day. Not much of one, in my opinion. The combination of just-below freezing weather and massive quantities of de-icer means that the big roads were pretty well perfect. Some of the section roads were impassable for a while, either because of the ice, or because of downed tree branches.
Don’t tell my friends–some of them live on those section roads, and aren’t done swearing, yet–but I thought it was beautiful.
I went out and took pictures. A little off the beaten track, and some of where I went, it really was slick. I only fell once, though. And my phone may have skidded twenty or thirty feet on the ice and landed in a puddle. But here are some of the best ones.
I’m not sure I caught the real, sparkly majesty of the thing. I think maybe that’s more the result of sunlight hitting it as you move.
I walked to work this morning. Then, I turned around and walked back from work this afternoon. I am not an exercise person. I don’t mind the fresh air and the nature, though. I saw a few wild turkeys, and took some pictures (Not of the turkeys. Those suckers move fast!) and someone stopped to ask if I was okay. That’s a new one. Usually, it’s Do you want a ride? This was a straight up, Are you okay? So, I’m guessing that wandering around in the rain taking pictures for a blog is another one of those activities that… well… maybe city people do.
Here’s my creek again.
I could probably touch up some of those trees. A little more exposure would do them good.
Yep. That road is every bit as long as it looks.
Not too bad for a bunch of pictures off a camera phone. It did eventually wind up raining properly. Hurricane dying out a few hundred miles inland?
I got in probably a little over six miles and a full day’s work plus early morning writing, and I’m still waiting for that “feeling good” thing to kick in. Right now, exhausted, and about to pass out is a little more accurate.