ice

One of the perks of living in the midwest is the weather. It may not be pleasant, but it's often interesting. Today when we woke up everything was covered in ice. And by everything, I mean everything: each individual twig on each tree is individually encased in a layer of ice, so everything glistens. It's hell on the trees--walking down the sidewalk I find myself bending over to avoid underneath ice-laden branches that I didn't know were there--but it's very beautiful.