With our environment so altered in this January's ice storm, I took a still life photo on our upper deck to remember it by. But it was the sheet of ice over the snow in our front yard that was eerily memorable.
The evening of the ice storm, poplar branches began to break with loud cracking noises. All through the night I hear the loud snap of a branch followed by the rushing sound of snow and ice falling to the ground. Miraculously, and unlike most of our friends, we never lost our electrical power.
The day before, Rachel and I had fun walking about in the 12 inches of snow that had fallen in our neighborhood. After the ice, it was much harder to walk outside, but great exercise!
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