The ice would evenly come off the leaves as two pieces of perfect mold? That would be cool to see.
I grew up in San Jose, CA. Still here. It snowed twice in my lifetime. The first time we put garbage bags all around the driveway, made a pool of water and for about two hours the next morning we ice skated and played hockey on it before it melted. Then I went to Idaho and saw more snow, and shoveled more snow than I ever care to remember.
Technically Dallas was not the coldest climate I ever experienced. I was on Katka once, on my Final Voyage and it was 36 below with maximum wind chill. They later said it had dropped to forty below at one point, but -36 and -40 are a little hard to differentiate between when you are shivering inside a snow cave you shoveled together because freezing temps were not a part of your childhood.
Then a few years back, when Denver had made the playoffs for the Superbowl, I was a truck driver and oddly enough I was well known across the country as "The Shorts Guy." I developed a near-immunity to cold because of my 40 liter a day intake of Mountain Dew. I was burning so many BTU's cold meant nothing to me. So I would always wear shorts because I was always warm or hot. And despite it being 40 below in Denver, I was out there fueling my truck and washing my windows as I was well known to do in any freezing temperature, washing my windows and everything. It was all on a dare though. My student had heard the stories during his training and when I went in to the sleeper berth to put on some warmer clothes, he asked, "What are you doing?" And I answered, "It's forty below outside, so I am putting on jeans and jacket." He replied, "You can't. Nobody has ever seen you dressed in anything but shorts." So I said again, "It is forty below outside, it is really fucking cold dude." And calmly asked, "But you could do it couldn't you? You could stand out there for ten minutes, fuel the truck, all that stuff and not show any sign of being cold?" And I said..."Yeah, probably, but..." And he said, "Dude, you got a rep to uphold." So being an idiot, I went outside and pulled it off. People were in the truck stop looking through the fogged up windows watching me. My fifteen minutes of fame I suppose...
So, did SF mean San Francisco? Are we neighbors?