Ice and snow swept across the landscape during the night and into the morning of December 22nd. The trees were covered with a sheet of clear ice, their branches heavy with the weight of the frozen mixture.
With temperatures hovering around freezing, the water crawled along branches until it finally froze and formed tiny icicles like little winter tongues tasting the storm.
Red berries became ornaments. Ice made paths up and down limbs. Snow fell softly by late afternoon as the storm subsided and left beauty in the woodlands of Michigan's Thumb.
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