When we lived in Altus Oklahoma, we experienced a winter storm that dumped 4” of sleet on everything and dropped temps to -10F for a week. Power went out, people left for civilization as soon as they could, real “time to go camping in our front room” kind of stuff. You could stand on the front porch at night and hear ice sheets cracking as the wind blew. Every so often I’d hear a loud pop followed by a skittering, tinkling sound then silence. In the morning, we’d find trees branches that froze and shattered. The pop was them breaking and the rest of the noise was tree particles and icicles falling and sliding across the area.

Went outside this morning to see the comet (only clear night we’ve had in forever) and heard the same sounds I heard then. Trees… Creepy ass trees. But now I don’t have to cut down any trees for firewood wood, just need to cut up what fell last night.