A cold snap in early January caught plenty of humidity inside the house and, in fact, the attic temperature dropped so abruptly that the nails protruding through the roof iced over:
You’d think they were coated with plastic:
The incandescent bulb lighting the attic highlights the crystal planes:
As nearly as I can tell, the ice sublimes or melts-and-evaporates, because the plywood floor under the nails doesn’t have the drip marks you’d expect.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 