Snow and Ice

Weather update: We started with sleet yesterday which became snow which became ice again by evening and which became snow again this morning. When I went to feed the outside critters, the world was encrusted in ice.

The Twiglets, who were able to walk across the ice-crusted snow, met me and escorted me to the barn.

The ice brought down some limbs on our big pine trees.

Ice was everywhere.

Seeing all the ice reminded of this poem by Robert Frost, one of my favorite poets:

Fire and Ice 

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Later the snow—that had started falling while I fed the critters—covered the ice.

Birds took shelter in the crepe myrtle.

Before long, the trees looked like they were covered in cotton. 

But ice was still underneath.

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