E is for Erin, my youngest granddaughter. She's going to hate this picture in few years. She's 3 years old now.
We have all kinds of weather here. Saturday and Sunday it got warm. I noticed this evidence of the death of the icicles. Drip, drip, drip, drip, oops, down we go.
That was followed by "a wintery mix" Freezing rain followed by snow. Last night after work it took quite a while to chip enough ice off my car to drive home. The snow came overnight and was only about 2". Tonight I walked the dog and admired the ice covered tree branches lit by street lights. You see so much more when walking as compared to driving. It's really hard to get a picture, but the yellow bits are ice lit by a sulfur street lamp.