18 December 2005
Higher altitude
As we crested the hill, reaching a long plateau, the barren deciduous treetops sparkled all the way to the horizon. The sky was clear, a substantial blue, and the sunshine made the uppermost ice-encrusted limbs glisten. We marveled at the display while it lasted; as we descended into mountain shadow, the trees were once again ice-free and dull.
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Yes, the ice is beautiful on the trees.
ReplyDeleteHowever, if you spent the hours I did breaking from my driveway, that "Beautiful" ice begins to look like a cold prison sentence.
But I really do love winter.
We get the prison sentence aspect more often actually, but it does my mind good to focus on the spectacular ice moments.
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