So we suffered an ice storm yesterday. Epic, it was, in weather mythology, long before it even arrived.
I woke up to this image (above) out my front porch.
That’s my 100 year old Cedar hedge being rested upon by a toppled 20 year old Manitoba Maple.
The bike path was completely blocked, but kind of pretty.
The ice got into every crevice and covered everything in the city.
Even my little car had ice in corners that I don’t think have ever really seen weather.
The city’s streets were laden with ice. As were the power lines, which, between the ice and falling trees, came down in a number of places.
This is why, dear reader, after two and a half years of posting my blog every Friday, this one is coming to you on a Saturday. Not only was there a tree on my hedge, but there was no power in my house.
Nothing to do but wait for the dutiful workers at Peterborough Utilities to put us all back together and take snaps of icy scenes …
… some of which were quite beautiful.
The ice almost acting as a magnifier,
giving everything a magical, if somewhat dangerous appearance.
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I love those last few macro shots.
I love those last few macro shots.
thanks!
thanks!
Really beautiful photos. Too bad it required inconvenience to get them!
Really beautiful photos. Too bad it required inconvenience to get them!
Oh, not too much inconvenience. A chilly adventure. Although the tree is still there waiting on the city to finish with the grid before they clear plain ole fallen trees.
Oh, not too much inconvenience. A chilly adventure. Although the tree is still there waiting on the city to finish with the grid before they clear plain ole fallen trees.