A teeny bit of melting

Some of the trails are trodden by squirrels. Some are the glazes of trickling rills. Except calling them rills is a wording too strong, For the trails of a melt that is oozing along. Just the feeble signs of a slightly warm day, And another false promise it will all go away.

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Ice is Melting

Could this be our February thaw? We got up to scorching 41 degrees today. While the fangs of the icicles grow longer, the downpour is finally melted open, and snow is melting off the roof and pouring into the rain barrel vainly hoping to survive the water. Meltwaters are pouring down the steps, running down […]

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