Icicles and oak leaves
There's been a recurrent theme to the last few days of picture-taking: I've been intent on capturing various permutations of ice wrought by the storm and its aftermath. Today, things warmed up a tad and there was a wee bit of melting taking place. The icicles on the east side of the house grew to rather frightening lengths—I have to remove them with the roof rake before they drop on someone's head—and those smaller ice-teeth hanging off of the leaves and rocks are also getting steadily longer. If these oaksicles continue growing on this pile of leaves, my guess is that in short order, the entire grouping will come crashing to the ground. I hope I'm there for the show with the camera in video mode.