Monster Fangs of Ice

I pushed through the drafty porch screen and scrambled right onto the frost-dusted wooden steps! Tucked beside the railing, an old galvanized watering can was sporting a row of sharp, sparkling icicles along its spout—just like jagged monster fangs ready for Halloween! With an eager leap, I reached up and snapped the longest icicle clean off with a crisp tink! Look at this spooky crystal wand catching the morning snow! ...I held it tight against my palm, waiting for a cold tingle, but my smooth plastic shell stayed completely numb. Not even a shiver. Still, when I tapped the ice tip against the tin spout, it rang out like a festive morning chime!