Quickly, the entire ground was covered in a sheet of ice. It continued to sleet for hours, piling more and more ice on the ground. It quickly became like an apocalypse. No one was outside, no cars on the road, and everything was frozen. It stayed frozen overnight and didn't even start to melt until late morning.
On Saturday morning, with Jon still not home from his business trip due to the ice storm, I took the boys sledding. All of us fell on the walk to the hill. Nate fell down the hill 6 times before he was able to successfully sled. So when southerners freak out about ice storms? I'm right there with them.
4 comments:
Oooh, love the photos. So much detail.
Having bounced around the corn belt my entire life and spending over a decade in Chicago, I have never ever ever taken Southerners' Winter Weather Freakouts seriously. Until Friday. And living in Saxapahaw, where the road in front of my house wasn't clear until 2pm on Sunday for a three-hour window before it re-froze at sundown? Well, if I believed in karma, I would say it got me back good.
We got ice in St. Louis sometimes - there was a horrible ice storm about 4 days before Leo was born and I just kept hoping that I wouldn't go into labor.
When I lived in Kansas City, I wiped out in my car twice because of ice storms! So scary! I love the plant photo. Beautiful!
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