Every single neighborhood has dozens of tree branches down, and the trees are looking rather bare. On Tuesday when everything was covered in ice, it was so loud outside, between tree branches cracking off and icy branches clattering together. It was all quite surreal.

Ice built up on the gate.

Icicles on the power lines.

Dripping and freezing on the siding.

Our neighborhood.

The branches that feel from the tree in front of our house.

Lilacs along the house.
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