I spent Sunday doing my favorite thing on the planet… visiting with family. The short one-hour drive north was a smorgasbord of crazy scenery. It was already 50 degrees when we pulled out of the driveway located on the outskirts of the ville. All the ice dropped from the winter storm on Thursday has long since melted, and nothing but puddles remain. But just north of Columbus, tree branches still glistened with a thick coating of ice, and the fences that line the highway looked as if they were covered in glass. Farther north, the ice turned to a bit more snow on the ground.
The photo above was taken out the window at a speed of about 80 MPH… or 1/650. (According to which speed you’re interested in.)