I opened the door and poked my head out. It’s cloudy, 34° and nearly calm. It sounds like it’s raining. That’s the sound of icicles melting and dripping!
We’re finally getting to survey our surroundings in the light-of-day. It is at once beautiful, overwhelming and a little frightening.
Last night I wrote about our “U” shaped tree. How much longer can it hold that position before it snaps?
The powerlines are sagging under the weight of the ice. They’ve held so far which implies they’ll continue to hold as the weight lessens. If the wind kicks in all bets are off.
My driveway is coated in ice. There are a few puddles, but even they are just hiding more ice. I’m driving Helaine to the supermarket in a little while and I expect parts of the trip will be white knuckle..
Meanwhile, while all this scary stuff is going on the overall view is amazing. Nearly all our trees are fully encased! This is not unheard of. It just doesn’t happen often and when it does the ice doesn’t last this long.
With all this icing it’s easy to miss the snow which fell by the foot while we were away. Snow settles over time. Piles naturally get smaller even without melting. That makes what I’m seeing even more impressive.
Less than 24 hours ago I was standing next to the “too hot” complaining woman at LAX. I’ll bet she wouldn’t trade.