Now that we have permanent snow here in the Northeast corner of Connecticut, the ice that forms every day makes little overhangs above the driveway. The snow melts from below and sinks into the ground, leaving for awhile little extensions of thin ice.
I love to step on these thin ice overhangs. They make a lovely crackling sound when broken. Sometimes I stamp on them and sometimes I tap them.
I’ve been doing it all my life. I think I used to believe I was speeding up the melting of ice and snow.
Every morning there’s fresh overhangs. And looking at the thermometer there’ll be many more days that I’ll be able to help end the winter.
If I only could….