The Sound of the icicles and the beauty of them — ahhh, Spring snows bring a lot to our lives. (I say that just in from shoving the last of the snow into the street so they can plow tomorrow — if it doesn’t all melt before then.
Let us celebrate those things, rather than bewail their existence. Spring will come… all the sweeter for being waited on! And in the meantime, there is still beauty!
Peace, my friends, and a lovely Sunday.