|09:07 pm - Yes, I'm posting about the weather|
I complain that the weather in PA is always crap, because it is just about always crap. But sometimes even crappy weather has its own beauty about it.
Today everything was coated with ice. When the bare trees are so still, they look like delicate, reaching hands, some of their fingers curled as if frozen midway into making an angry fist. Water drips from the fingers, so noisy I had to stay still for a moment to tell if it was raining or not.