A boring rusty bridge rail in summer turned into a legit cool-looking creation in winter. The entire bridge is covered in this. Not much else to add other than to watch. Morton Arboretum, west branch.
Still trying to decide whether I walked, shuffled or skated from my car to the train platform. After the bone-chilling polar vortex cold of almost -50F windchill, then jumping to 51F four days later, you thought you've seen it all. Until today's ice storm followed by a blustery whiteout outside my window. That groundhog was... Continue Reading →