After all the cold, the blowing snow - the Sun came out. It's a stronger light than a few weeks ago. Today it made me take off my winter coat as I shoveled the driveway and front walk. These icicles gave up their crystal form to run free. Winter is weary and is headed north again. Looking over his shoulder, he blew a hoary-breathed 'good-bye.' This snow won't last. I hear the daffodils stirring beneath it.