Since belly dance class last Wednesday night, I haven’t been away from the house. I had nowhere to go, plus I didn’t want to go out in sub-zero temps and messy roads. Last night, I hit the cabin fever wall. Marty, the dogs, and I have been cooped up together for too long.
Skye, my truck was still encased in ice even though she was started up a couple of times. We had to stop on the highway pull-off when some of it started to let loose. We didn’t want a chunk of ice to crack someone’s windshield.
Every stop we made, we pulled more ice off of the truck. I was shocked by how much ice there still was on everything on the ride. The trees in the forest looked like they were covered in crystals when the sun shone on them. It was still so beautiful four days after the storm.
When we got home, some ice finally began to melt, dropping ice chunks down below. Thank goodness, since we are under a winter advisory again. More ice and snow are forecasted. Ugh! Snow is one thing that I expect living in Vermont, but everyone can agree we can live without the ice.
Beautiful! That last photo is amazing.