Relative Something

The April-like snow storm we enjoyed over the past weekend has left things an icy mess around here. Yesterday, the temperature climbed up around the freezing mark, and there was enough sunshine to do some melting on the south-facing side of the house, but to the north, not so much. The driveway is a bit of a skating rink, with some spots of drifted snow mixed in. The snowman we made has already fallen over, pushed down by gale-force winds that followed the storm. I don’t think we’ll get Cyndie’s scarf back until spring.

When I got home yesterday afternoon, I could hear water running from the roof-melt, but I couldn’t see where it was going. There is so much ice built up around the place, that I don’t know how the runoff is draining. Then I noticed the concrete block wall at the bottom of the stairs to the basement, in the garage, is showing signs of being saturated with water. There is a little puddle at the bottom. My fears are realized: the water can’t go anywhere with all the ice buildup, so it is soaking into the foundation. Nice.

I am choosing to dwell on a beautiful moment that I captured at a time when the rain had turned to snow for a bit, and was coming down thick. A couple of cardinals perched to give the scene a little accent. Enjoy.