Continuing with the theme of random and short-lived phenomenon, these three lovelies were just hanging around over Dean Brook on March 6th. On March 7th they were gone, having fallen victim to the warm afternoon the previous day.
If I were a hardier soul, I guess I could camp out in a spot like this and watch the growth of such formations. As a kid, I visited Old Sturbridge Village where we had a chance to make taper candles and rock candy (of which these remind me)…much quicker and more comfortable than sitting in the cold for hours or days.
If you are interested in history and are in the area, Sturbridge Village is an interesting time travel into earlier days.