The sound of ice

I expected quiet this morning, thinking that our precipitation would still be falling as snow, but I woke to the sound of ice pelting the side of the house. Ice in the form of sleet, or freezing rain...

In typical "Denise" fashion, I headed down the road intent on reaching my office. Traffic was moving very slowly down slick, sometimes plowed road surfaces. Just a few miles down the road I decided that it would really be smarter to work at home today. So I'm home, at my computer, listening to the sound of ice.


I suppose it's a good thing that this nest isn't populated with eggs or baby birds - the blanket of snow covering the "bed" doesn't seem like it would be very warm.