(Click here for pictures of my snow house)
Yes, I am easily amused. However, I truly pity people who aren't, because they don't get to have as much fun as I do.
Right now, up here near Scott County Park in eastern Iowa, the ice is behaving like the chocolate shell on a dipped cone. I just came back in from doing some really interesting things with ice. I pulled an intact sheet of it off the top of a tree stump, and the ice showed all the rings in the wood.
I plucked an ice-covered leaf from a bush and carefully peeled the leaf away, leaving a perfect ice mold, showing the veins and everything.
I even pulled the ice off my kayak rack and had molds of the saddles as well.
I snapped off the small ice-coated seed heads of plants; they looked like expensive Christmas decorations.
Finally, I went over to the clothesline, where inch-long icicles hung from 3/4-inch-outside-diameter tubes of ice. I snapped the tube into sections, and they spun around and around on the clothesline when I batted at them.
I went back outside and managed to also get ice molds of:
--the lid (with words intact) of one of my bird feeders
--half of a bird feeder, with ports, perches, and all
--the mounds of snow that had accumulated
on our outdoor grill; when I peeled the ice off, it looked like large inverted
bowls;
the biggest bowl was probably 24" x 8"
--and the right front fender of the Jeep (I removed it in one piece)!
Very cool!!!
