remnants of the snow
melting into graceless slush
an slowing my walk
The air warms, now above freezing, so the snow melts, but slowly. Puddles, painfully cold, especially as my boots are now worn and leaky. Soggy socks rob joy. Tomorrow, the air warms significantly, and with it rain. I expect that by noon the only hints of the snowfall will be photographs and, perhaps, clothes drying in mud-rooms.
This photo is one I took near my home on a walk this afternoon, the font Source Sans Pro, created with Adobe Spark.