Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Icicle Distraction


You wouldn’t think an icicle could possibly be so slender without breaking, I thought to myself, watching the melting icicles outside my window*. I shall have to take a photograph**

ice drop-2

I thought I’d try and capture the water droplet as it pulsed down the icicle, but too late, the end fell off.

ice drop gone-2

So now you know how slender an icicle can be, and how slender can’t be.

We don’t often get so many icicles here in the UK, but the place is festooned with them at the moment. But I’ve found an unusual one for tomorrow post ( but nothing like Nezza’s though, you’ll be pleased to hear.)

* How much work have I got done today? Very little.

** The camera was on the window ledge awaiting the return of the lesser spotted woodpecker to the bird feeder.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

3 thoughts on “Icicle Distraction

  1. Reading this I felt like I was there too. You have a lovely immediate style of writing.

  2. Wow,
    We haven’t had any icicles here, lovely post.

  3. Really enjoying your series of winter shots. Its just mud where I live.

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