Snow has started to melt. Beautiful icicles are forming over the edges. Last week everything was under thick sheets of snow. Sheets so white and pure that it seemed a crime to walk over them. Everything seemed from a dreamland under a heavy overcast. Now the melodic dripping sounds of melting snow are playing an orchestra all around. There is a hypnotic feel to them. These are the harbingers are things to come. Things that are green and colorful. But winter seems like a friend departing too soon. I miss winter already.
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