Icicles are another byproduct of winter that I had forgotten in my long absence from the chilly northeast.
One morning after the first snowfall they just appeared, both delighting and frightening me with their cold pointy tips. I amused myself on a walk thinking up names for them, until it got too cold and I had to duck into a coffeehouse to get warm.
Here are some names - can you think of others? (This could be a fun game to play when the power goes out.)
Jellyfish popsicles.
Fragile daggers.
Frigid hair. (Bonus pun!)
Icy knifey. (ok, that one is bad.)
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