Oklahoma is beginning to look all bright and shiny. The needles on the pine trees have been collecting the freezing rain as it falls and glistening in the streetlights. The trees, at least, are beginning to take on the appearance of something otherworldly with their crystalline glow on one side and their shadowy blackness on the other.
This magical world will only exist for a few hours. Sand and salt are already being trucked around the area and when the sun comes out, the only remaining traces of this majesty will be the dirty mud puddles red clay slop that will stick to the shoes of everyone in the state.
I plan on enjoying the beauty while I can.