This past weekend, a snowstorm was forecasted. It was one of our "fizzles" that turned into a foggy wet day with only a bit of snow. I'll admit that the fog seemed to suit my state of mind.
The forest was barely visible through the thick fog. As I rode, the fog condensed on my clothes and my bike, leaving all surfaces covered in a thin layer of ice.
It was tough to stay warm that day so I chose to climb the steepest hill around here to generate heat. As we climbed out above the dense forest, I noticed needle like frost protruding from all the tree branches.
Then I noticed icicles hanging from a wood surface. Each icicle had its own frost protrusions.
The world got even weirder as we got up to the exposed ridge. Old barbed wire still hangs between trees but it looked very odd. Yes, that is a string of barbed wire!
Here was a closeup of a short section of the wire. I have no idea why the frost forms in that way under certain conditions but it sure looks delicate and intricate. A single tiny gust of wind took down all the spikes.
Thank you for all the kind comments yesterday. You helped me to pick myself up and make the best of our situation right now. It could be far worse... and I need to remember that. Her seizures seem to be controlled right now, which is the goal. Now, I need to find patience until the side effects dissipate or we and the vets decide that we need to make a change.