I cropped the first photo to show the interesting patterns of the icicles. Isn’t it odd how they cross over each other, and then the shadows bring out a yet different aspect? What could cause such an odd array of frozen water?
A slightly larger view allows you to see what happened to cause this mess of angled swords of Thor. It is at the juncture of the two sections of my roof at the rear of my home. The snow is sliding down the two separate sections of roof, but pivoting at the intersection causing the two sections’ icicles to angle differently. Also their weight causes them to angle toward the building as they remain suspended from the mass of snow.
The third photo gives a more realistic view of the oddity in context with the entire home. However this view makes my pickup slide-in camper appear to be forlorn setting alone lost in the expanse of winter’s snowy grip. It sets on six points, three jacks and three barrels, to preclude a chance of it lying on it’s side as a result of the March winds that are coming as sure as death. No, the sawhorse didn’t get left behind by the roofing crew. It is placed strategically to warn the snowplow of a hidden booby trap. It straddles the cover of a septic tank entrance hidden in the foot deep snow.
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