Recently it ‘iced’ for a day and then snowed for a day on top of that. Icing with Frosting on top!
I grew up in Nevada. Then I moved to California. And then I moved out here to Oklahoma. We’ve been here for almost 5 years, and STILL this ‘ice’ nonsense baffles me. It’s not hail, it’s not sleet, it’s not snow… it’s ICE. They call it ‘icing’.
But it’s not like frosting on a cake.
Apparently, “ice” can be an adjective.
I took these pictures this afternoon… it’s what is left of the snow on top of the ice. (Now picture that ice layer on all the roads!) (Hint: Cars become hockey pucks.) But, as you can see, the whole front of this fence is also covered in a thick layer of ice.
I don’t feel smart enough to grasp how this is even possible.
Still, I love it, even though I’m not intelligent enough to understand it. Snow (and now ice!) is my mostest most most-er-ton FAVORITE weather ever.