Everyone hates ice storms. Forget about driving somewhere to run an errand or making it to work. As a skier waking up to a thick coating of ice this weekend, I was pretty disappointed. It did not seem possible that anything good could come out of this day. Who would have thought, then, that my disappointment would be completely erased by the surreal beauty of the candy coated trees reflecting the vivid purples, blues, pinks, and magentas that filled the night’s shadows and the lights of the new Vermont day. And, as if beauty overcame beast, the skiing was better than expected!