The January thaw has arrived. Drip. Drip. Drip. The snow on the roof is melting and will soon avalanche off the north side of the house. The front walk puddles in between last night's crusts of ice. The glacial shield that has covered the driveway has begun to crack and fissure and run off.
Outdoors change is visible today. Snowmen are dying; snow forts have collapsed;
ski trails are useless. The structures of the season--flakes, drifts, and
banks--age and disappear.
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