Ice in the Morning

I awoke at 9am to find my house and neighborhood completely silent, as if the ice that clung to every surface had somehow sealed away the usual morning sounds. It really is quite beautiful outside...dangerous too, but I'm seated comfortably on my couch and so I feel safe.

This reminds me of a family trip to Virginia several years ago. An ice storm had hit most of the region, knocking out power for awhile. I recall driving around with the family, surveying the damage of fallen branches and trees. At one precarious point having witnessed numerous spin-outs, my mom became obsessed with protecting our eyes. Something about branches falling and shattering the windshield. All she had were her sunglasses and so for the rest of the trip, she sat nervously, looking like some blind person in a winter wonderland.

Note: my roommate just left to bike up to north campus. I think he's crazy but admire his dedication to the sport.

Safe travels everyone!