Musings

O4WP, winter, sunny

Blue berries fountain

That weather system devolved into sunshine here in the Deep South, and cold morning temps became nearly balmy by mid-afternoon.

Fountain spray ice remains

It looked like the wind blew the fountain spray onto the apron-stage overnight or in the wee hours creating icy formations, then the sun reduced them to rotting tubules. Probably this sequence only makes sense if you were there.

I’m not sure about the wind and I don’t know what the blue berries are. I do know the sun was glorious.