Exactly what it sounds like.

I have no idea why all of the branches of this tree decided to gather themselves up at the top. The only other time I’ve seen anything like this was in California after a wildfire.

Sarah and I went for a hike in the White Hill Wild Area the other day. We were looking for Clear Pond, which shouldn’t have been too hard to find. Turns out we just didn’t go far enough. The only pond we saw was this beaver pond with a bunch of dead trees in it. Not very clear at all!

For our sixth anniversary, Sarah and I booked a night at the Cobble Mountain Lodge in Lake Placid. (Dad’s recommendation.) The sign next to the door on our little cabin appeared to suggest that we consider adding pork products to our diet.

With smaller bits of ice floating across it.

Spotted on our current tissue box.

(On the other hand, those flowers also kind of look like the facehuggers from Alien.)

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I know they’re destructive and cause a lot of people a lot of grief, but I really like ice storms. I mean, you wake up in the morning and everything outside is encased in crystals…? Come on!