The wonder of weather...

What a day. Gray, cold.
Pouring rain.
Sleet.
Snow.
As I sit here I hear the rain falling.
I can almost feel it flowing down the glass of my windows.
Then it changes.
There are tiny ticks against the glass. It's freezing.
Rain again.
Now, soft plops.
I gaze out at the huge wet, white snowflakes as they splash onto the glass.
As the day progresses, so does the wetness.
It has frozen quickly.
I open my front door and pitch a penny out onto my sidewalk from my porch.
It skims along on the newly formed ice like a puck.
It's quite dark now.
The street light on the corner shows clearly the ice coating the bare branches.
It is expected to rain and freeze throughout the night.
As the ice begins to thicken I wonder if it will start snapping branches.
It sounds like rifles when the limbs give way.
Worse, if it begins bringing power lines down.
It happens when the ice begins to grow heavy.
I wonder if I will still have power by morning.

I guess it's time to go to bed.

Tomorrow could be an interesting day.