Fire and Ice
Sunday, January 31, 2010 at 11:07AM 
5 inches of snow doesn't mean much for some, but in Arkansas, it's a memorable event. Even more impressive is the thick glassy layer of solid ice lying underneath those five fluffy inches, rendering our roads impassable and our hills highly sleddable. Last year's ice storm left our town traumatized, but after the suspenseful build up to #nwaicestorm10, we have been pleasantly reminded that not all winter storms end in community-wide disaster.
These snow days have been pure magic, wouldn't you agree? For 48 hours, I feel as though I've been living in a snow globe where the roads are mostly empty and quiet and the parks are full of raucuos snow-goers, all ages, made exuberant by the simple act of sliding down a hill. Everything seems special and fun.
Despite all this joyfullness, on Thursday, just before Jack Frost paid us a visit, I was reminded of a poet Frost, and a few words he wrote that are hard not to think of on wintery days like this:
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
More photos below...
Reader Comments (3)
Nice post, yo.
Love the single droplet.
Love snow days. Jack was bummed that the snow rendered the slides impassable, too.
I like your picture of the car, which reminds me of one we used to have. We called it "the fancy car" because we had to leave it parked at the top of the driveway. It had velvet upholstery and smelled like my Uncle Herbert.