Sunday, February 27, 2011

magnificent icicle art

The uneven and sharply pointed icicles hanging from various locations on the roof are truly natural works of creativity, unless you are so unlucky as to be standing anywhere near when the avalanche of snow from the roof thunders down to the ground sometimes bringing them along, too. Periodically the roar is so loud in the house that you stand in awe a little fearful of what is occuring. It even sends the cat under the bed for safety's sake.  
On warmer days the drip, drip at the pointed ends of the icicles can be a comforting rthymn to the movement of life that is always occuring and changing.
Today I am taking the time to celebrate the ordinary in life like the icicle art that dangles in front of me in the dining room window.