There’s a gentle thud as another icicle falls off the roof and lands in the soft, heavy snow on the ground. It’s not that warm today, but warm enough to sit out on the porch and read for a while. I needed a winter hat to sit out there, though the sun was warm when it poked out from behind the clouds.
There’s a noticeable difference in the amount of snow on the ground. It’s not really melting, but it is disappearing. Almost like the surface of the snow isn’t changing, but just sinking closer and closer to the ground. The days haven’t been very warm, but we’re starting to get those days when it feels a little humid out. This is the snow’s way of saying goodbye I presume. » Continue Reading.
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