Today I bring you more photos from the ice storm that hit Rush Springs the Saturday before Christmas. These photos were shot on Monday December 23rd.
The ice is gone now, ice in Oklahoma is never a long event.
I'd insert a quote about winter here but my computer is running horribly slow. Rush Springs is where my Dad's family moved to in the 1930s during the Great Depression. My Dad was just a baby and his parents and four siblings made the journey from Arkansas. They farmed watermelons in Rush Springs.
In August of 2011 we watched a wildfire ravage the countryside nearby, we were very fortunate that the family property was not touched. Check out these photos: Wildfire in Rush Springs Part 1 and Part 2. That was an awful day in many ways.
The power was out in the clinic but the workers arrived just in time.
These linemen are the ones who are out there in the freezing rain at two in the morning to get our power back on. They work in dangerous conditions to keep our modern conveniences going. So thank you.
Her power was back on by the time we went inside to warm up.
Just a few more shots. I'm looking forward to the New Year, I hope to begin seriously job hunting and hopefully will find a position that I can use my degree in. I like running in the winter months and look forward to January and February. I hope 2014 is a good year.
This photo was inbetween Rush Springs and Sterling.
All sounds are sharper in winter; the air transmits better. At night I hear more distinctly the steady roar of the North Mountain. In summer it is a sort of complacent purr, as the breezes stroke down its sides; but in winter always the same low, sullen growl. ~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers," 1866
It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. ~John Burroughs, "Winter Sunshine"
[W]hat a severe yet master artist old Winter is.... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel. ~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers," 1866