It was the day after those in-the-middle-of-the night
photos I took of the icicle outside my window.
The temperature changed.
The sun came out.
The sun felt really hot, even inside.
Water ran down the icicles.
Their surface became flatter.
The ice was more transparent.
The sky was very blue.
I took a photo because of the contrast to the night before.
I did not think about what would happen one hour later.
I just watched and photographed the icicle.
One hour later: The icicle was not there any more!
It did not disappear because it had melted away.
It could not hold on to the roof and dived into
the snow below.
After it had happened, I decided it was a sign
spring is getting closer.
A good sign.
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