I am sitting and watching snow melt on the roof of our garage. The heat is circulating in white smoke-like air off the shingles. It is mezmerizing. The wind or breeze continually changes and the smoke wafts one way then the other. Almost like Someone is softly blowing on it and playing in this spring-like weather.
The temperature is still cool but in March the sun is a bit higher and stronger and is asserting it's power on the snow covered roof. Melting and vapor are now in the place of snow.
Still too cold to sit outside on the deck. Soon. But not yet. It's inviting ... but not yet.
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