Only in winter, and even then, it does not happen often nor stay too long. However, this past Monday through Wednesday was a different story. An ice storm that kept our part of the world heavily clothed in its command for two full days, and one night.
There was a frightfully, intriguing appeal to being out in that winter storm. Venturing out several times with camera in hand and hoping to capture an image of this beautiful, powerful storm kept me busy looking and watching. It seemed to want an audience. As if it wanted to remind us of just how helpless and small we truly are. Breaking, falling limbs, and trees crashing all around. First a small, creaking sort of sound, followed by a mighty rip of wood falling without knowing from where or to where. Best not to get too close. And the air. It was filled with the sweet smell of fresh split pine. How full the atmosphere was of that woodsy, comforting smell.
This magnificent storm captured my attention and imagination. Perhaps my images will convey part of its mighty story to you.
By the breath of God ice is given,
and the broad waters are frozen. Job 37:10
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Beautiful pictures but the one with the windmill is amazing!
Beautiful Mitzy
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Amazing storm!! What good pictures!!
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I remember those kind of ice storms when I lived in Ohio. And now that I think of it …when I lived in Pennsylvania as a child! Beautiful captures! The windmill is pretty cool peeking out behind the icy trees!
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The first two pics are my favorites!!!
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Ice is so dangerous, yet so beautiful. These are truly breathtaking photos.
Thank you very kindly. I so appreciate the feedback. Ice is dangerous indeed. It was quite a storm. Thank you for reading, and ‘following’.