Conference Room Curtains

Day 104: The curtains are beginning to close over the windows of our second-storey offices at Longmire, their beautiful draperies reaching ever downward as daytime temperatures allow for only minor melting. We keep the ones above the visitors' entrance knocked down lest one fall on a passerby, but the ones on the rear of the building and outside the conference room where people on the ground are protected by a roof are being allowed to grow and die as they will. The roof itself is burdened with several feet of snow now, and in the "warm zone" close to the heated building, the remains of arm-thick icicles are scattered in chunks up to two feet long.

While visitors played in the snowy "yard," I chuckled at the comments borne upward on the cold, crisp air. "Wow! Look at those icicles!" "Don't get too close, honey. You don't want one to fall on you." Adults and children alike love these magnificent spectacles of winter, as do we who sit inside watching their fingers stretch down, seeking the snowy field below.