When I open my front door in the morning and look down, this is what I see:
Yes, that is my welcome mat frozen in neck-breaking ice. In fact, my whole front porch is covered in one solid sheet of ice, and it's not very thin ice, either:
The stairs are covered in ice:
Note the absence of any sort of hand rail or something for me to hold onto as I hobble up the slippery stairs.
The walkway to the stairs is also covered in ice:
Time to invest in either an ice pick or some ice melt, methinks.