A Snowmageddon Dream Come True

Another New England winter has come & gone. Well… almost. The Spirit of Winters Past Here in New England, we take winters seriously. Not as seriously as we did 45+ years ago when I moved here, but still pretty seriously. There are a number of beautiful things to be seen in winter that you just don’t see in warmer places, or in colder but flat places like the US midwest. Here, for example, is what is sometimes called an icefall: artesian water normally forced out of mountain rocks by pressure, frozen in place in winter. This leads to ginormous icicles hanging from what looks like an ordinary rock face; see the person in the lower right for scale. At the other end of the size scale, there are delicate little frost flowers. Here are some forming from the unlikely source of a storm drain in front of Château Weekend. As moist air from the storm drain is vented up, it hits the grate and collapses like faery magic on cold iron, leaving behind these very pretty little flower-like structures.…