There was an ice storm over the last couple of days, but during the night the temperature rose, and now the ice is beginning to fall from tree branches. It tinkles through the icy twigs below like wind chimes, and then it hits the ice-covered ground and sounds exactly as if someone has hurled glass against a wall. All night I've lain with my window partly open, listening to shattering ice. It's fascinating!
Someday I would like to be present when the ice breaks up on the Great Lakes. I've heard it sounds like gunshots.
Nature is such an interesting place! So much I haven't experienced yet.
We'll see if my garlic survived the storm.