The storm left all the trees with a coat of ice.  This only happens once or twice a year.  The trees were beautiful as they glistened in the sunlight.  I glanced out my bedroom and the large mulberry tree was completely covered with ice.  Outside my large living room door (???) were three branches of my white pine snapped off by the weight of the ice.  It was a day to stay in and watch the birds come to the sunflower seed.  Things could be worse:  the whole town of Liverpool lost their electrical power in the storm.  We still had it.