Yesterday, after 3 to 5 inches of snow fell onto the INCH of ice and an older, 5 inch layer of snow, the sun came out. Like a cruel joke.
The birds were rolling in, with frantic darting of their eyes. Their natural food sources were buried. Every bird who landed in the crab apple tree slide down a few inches before being able to grasp the sucky ice-covered branch.
Shall we look at some ice?
Here we have an icy white-throated sparrow:
And next is an icy white-breasted nuthatch:
And an icy mockingbird. With ICE on his FACE!
This cardinal doesn't look icy, but he was.
A day isn't complete without an icy robin butt:
Sure, the ice made the usual into pretty candy form,
and popsicles,
...and plain forms into works of art:
But in the end, it still sucks.
