It's not every day that stalactites grow in a town park. If any toddlers toddled in to the deep snow in Potts Park recently, they might have taken a liking to these mass-produced icicles underneath a picnic table.
My summer fountain, which runs whenever there's a rain, turned into a frozen waterfall as snow slowly melted from the roof.
The third variation is the standard version of an icicle, whose reflection is visible on the window in the upper right corner of the photo.
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