Melting. . .

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I love the sound of melting snow.

The steady flow of water running through the downspouts.  Drips and splashes leaving a pinging sound as they hit the metal and fall to the ground. 

The temperature hit 40 degrees today; warmth we haven't felt since around November.

We left the heat on and opened up all the windows.  Silly, I know, but oh the smell of that glorious fresh air!

I stood by the window and let the sun beat on my face and just listened to the water.  It's a sound that always fills me with hope. Hope that spring really is coming soon and that any day I might see a Crocus trying to push its way up through the dirt.  I couldn't help but smile as I stood and listened. 

And then I thanked God, Creator of all, for the sunshine and the sound of Hope in the air.