The driveway at the bottom of our hill is still covered in a thick layer of ice. It's starting to melt, but you still risk sliding and falling on your bottom if you dare to walk across it. As it melts all sorts of little treasures reveal themselves.
I'm half expecting to see a little face staring up at me one day. I don't doubt that more than a few pixies have been caught beneath a bit of ice and had to wait until a thaw to escape.