First of the year freeze has come and gone. Almost, like clockwork, every January, there will be ice in the northern half of Texas.
With just mist in the air and a few drops of rain, ice formed on almost every surface outside, except for concrete areas and roadways. The grass, Algerita bush, and the evergreen Blue Juniper to the left have ice crystals on them.
The branches of the huge Live Oak behind the backyard are weighted down with ice. Although we have officially never had this tree examined to determine its age, it’s estimated to be over a hundred years old.
I always worry when the branches touch the ground, fearing they will break. But, fortunately, the ice usually only lasts a couple of days.
Since we only have ice once or twice a year, it’s a real novelty. So I get carried away with taking pictures.
“One kind word can warm three winter months.” Japanese proverb