IcestormTree

I didn’t sleep much last night. I’m not one of those people who finds the pitter-patter of (freezing) rain on the window to be particularly soothing, and my waking thought (all four times) was “I need to get up and take some pictures of this.”

The roads are still unsafe.
The trees are still being damaged.
I’m just happy that everything is so pretty.
Every little blade of grass has its own little sheath of glass.

IcestormGrass

The word “crystalline” comes to mind.

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