The petrified tree branches are creaking with the slightest breath of wind. Weakened limbs snap and fall missing the electric wires and the beloved truck. Littered is the lawn with limbs gone by. The darkened sky speaks to my heavy heart and the tears from the clouds erupt into ice pellets that are attacking everything in its path. Blessed be His name, the Protector of all!
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All very sparkly/shiny. :D <3
It turned out to be a nice slow melt that left little ponds all around the lawn.
Today we hopefully remove the tree branches that DID fall. Swimming in ice water is no fun. :)
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