Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Glass Trees in March

When I threw back the curtains this morning I gasped.

In like a lion, out like a lamb? I'm thinking the lion rages on.

They are beautiful, these icy trees of glass.

A slight breeze blew through the trees and the ice made strange crackling sounds; being equally frightening, and somehow musical. Like the sounds of wintery chimes.

I snapped pictures off the front porch wearing yoga pants, a t-shirt, and socked feet. Not optimal clothing for a morning like this… but who has a time for shoes and jackets, when the sparkle of ice begs to be seen?

Usually at this time of year I've got seedlings growing in the garage. Not this season. I think I'll just buy seedling plants for the garden, which is full of icicles now.

The good news? It will be a great day for making bread, and (if I go outside again) I'll wear my boots for one more day!