January 23, 2012
The snow created a thick mist as the temperature rose last night and into this morning, above freezing. The edges of each snow patch on the deck resemble the edges of a sno-cone, after all the artifical flavoring had been sucked out of it. A fairly large patch of snow on the lawn, which was part of a continuous blanket yesterday, is now an island in a sea of dead grass: an island that appeared to have been thrown down from the sky, causing multiple cracks in its surface. There is no sign of neighbor Judith's snow angel anywhere.