Situations that were predicting a real fairy tale on 30th january, were overnight turned into a real nightmare. Next two days we lived in a ghost town listening to the trees speaking in a creaking language, but it didn't stop freezing. As every fairy tale also ours had a happy end but the ice left behind a real disaster.
30th january
Broken trees.
Red riding hood
Tree, which was already preparing to bloom in its ice coat.
The lower part of cross.
Cross
Cables covered with ice.
