Melting

All last night there was the sound of pieces of ice hitting the ground. When I drove over the bridge there were droplets of melted-ice-turned-to-water hitting my truck like rain from high above.

Tonight at 7:30 it's still 51 degrees in Cincinnati and yesterday's icicles

are all but gone today - but note all that ice still in the gutters.

Warmth and blue sky. What happiness on February 1.