Ice Storm Interlude

This week's ice storm gave the yard a platinum finish of crystal. Already a slippery, stormy, memory, the ice does create some garden magic.

 The little bluestem is finally bowed, but not broken.

My little Pusch Norway spruce shrub was nicely gilded. This little darling only grows an inch or two a year. I love it's spring cones that are lipstick purple.

This Lespedeza sp. continues to delight in September when it is covered in hot pink pea-like flowers. The ice gives its winter shagginess new elegance. Like Buddleia, it gets cut to the ground each spring, fountaining up six feet each year.

The front yard with redbud and the inimitable hackberry in the parkway. That huge tree let fly volleys of ice all night, but didn't drop a limb!