Ice

There are icicles everywhere. They hang down from the gutters on all the houses. This bush is just outside our front door. It is covered in ice that has dripped down from the roof. Unfortunately our whole front step is covered in ice, and we have to do gymnastics to jump over it into the house - except for Angela, who thinks it is great fun to slip and slide on. In the evenings Scott goes out to spread out the salt, and try to chip it away.