Our woods this morning was like an enchanted winter faerie-land. Well it was sort of like a faerie-land, except that each step threatened to dash me to the ground and there were periodic explosions of ice, twigs, and bark as branches smashed to the ground. Other than that, the frosted forest is enchanting.
What looks like a small snowfall here is entirely an accumulation of yesterday's sleet and freezing rain. Today this accumulation is solid ice—hard, smooth, and quite thick. I couldn't do much walking at all really. Moving on anything other than flat ground was nearly impossible. I wanted to walk our whole loop through the hollow, but going up the side of the steep sides was out of the question. Still, it is beautiful.