last night we had another bad storm, one that rocked the walls and pounded against the glass of our antique windows all night. it was hard to sleep through; and when i did fall asleep the bangs and howls of the wind weaved in and out of my dreams.
this morning when i woke up, however, i was amazed to find this:
a world covered in a thin sheet of ice! it glistened and sparkled as if the trees and shrubs were made of glass.
in other news, i've finished my sister's booga bag. one more christmas project down, about a bazillion to go. good thing the cold weather makes me want to stay inside and knit!