Crashing Icicles

Love the sound of icicles falling to the ground. The most fun I had today was prying my car out of an ice cube this morning. The sound of sheets of ice hitting the ground combined with picking sheets of ice an inch to half an inch thick was more than just pleasant. It was pretty enjoyable in a zen like sort of way. I would have stayed out doing this longer but I had to drive to work.

I must be wired for long stays indoors. I suffered no cabin fever, perhaps this comes from spending eight hours a day in a cubicle, in an office without windows. Being at home surrounded by windows, my books, my projects, movies and hubby was uber blissful.