Rough Dallas winter — and it’s not even winter yet

Smart waterfowl

Smart waterfowl

Winter doesn’t officially begin here in the Northern Hemisphere until December 21, but don’t tell that to the chevroned ranks of ducks and geese we observed exiting the area post-haste yesterday.

Dallas (and most of the rest of North Texas) has been closed up in a virtual Frigidaire for the past several days. It started with a freezing rainstorm early Friday and has ended up this Sunday morning with a whimsical bout of freezing fog — so those windshields that we recently chipped icebergs off of will now need to be scraped all over again.

Cold as ice

Cold as ice

Unless, that is, we’re willing to stay housebound awhile longer and wait for the hallelujah sunshine and 36 degree temps that the priest-philosopher-weathermen are telling us to expect later in the day.

(Can I get an “Amen”?)

BRRR-ies

BRRR-ies

Anne and I embarked on our Friday morning walk as the heaviest of the precip was ending, expecting to find ample opportunities for artistic photos of ice-encrusted leaves and such. (As you can see, we found them.)

Bent but not broken

Bent but not broken

What we did not expect to see — because, thankfully, our tiny little corner of the neighborhood was spared the worst — were scenes of devastation to our neighbor’s houses caused by the crashing down of overweighted tree limbs onto their roofs, eaves and cars.

damage_montageIMG_5686-EditHaving seen the flashes and heard the buzzing chatter of transformers blowing out from our own house earlier in the morning, we were not too surprised to actually witness a transformer blowout as it occurred. Arcs of intense blue light continued for several seconds before the electro-beast finally gave up and died.

Even Old Glory was not immune to the ravages of the icy buildup, as you can see by the grievously ripped and tattered flag flying over the Baptist church on the corner. As we walked by, we could see that the folds of the rattling banner were still iced together, while some of the shredded pieces of fabric lay on the ground around it.

Once a rose

Once a rose

Presumably this season will play out as they usually do here after such an intense spell of early winter, and we’ll be able to count the number of nights below freezing on the fingers of one hand.

Two of those fingers are crossed, believe me.

Too late the fall

Too late the fall

Treacherous pathway

Treacherous pathway

Dripping red

Dripping red

Standing still

Standing still

Reeds and weeds

Reeds and weeds

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8 thoughts on “Rough Dallas winter — and it’s not even winter yet

  1. Dang! I’m sorry for the damage your neighbors’ suffered. 😦 I remember the ice storms from when I lived in Louisiana and Texas, and they could be awful. Snow is one thing, but ice is really scary… and dangerous. Beautiful photos… y’all stay safe and warm. 🙂

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