Just last week while our neighbors to the north were getting their first taste of winter weather, it was still 70 degrees here in Oklahoma. How nice of them to finally share the ice.
Here’s the fam and I posing in front of dad’s big tree … or what’s left of it. These ice storms are terrible on the trees; the weight of the ice breaks the limbs, sending them crashing into the ground (or occasionally, people’s roofs). Dad was lucky (or smart) and paid a tree trimmer just last week to cut the big limbs that were overhanging his house. Had he not done that, several of these giant branches would have been lying across Rudolph’s landing strip.
Local schools have been closed for two days now. Getting to work was an adventure in icy driving combined with fallen-tree dodging. As much as I want to sell my truck, it’s days like this that I really enjoy driving it.