rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Survival Increasingly Likely

The snow finally turned to rain about an hour ago, shortly after the snowplow truck finally cleared the street. Now the downspouts pour water that burbles its way beneath the white mantle which, attacked from the top as well, must soon be saturated. The whole yard is becoming one big water-flavored slushy. Afternoon's quiet has been replaced by constant splattering and trickling noises. Apparently we are not to be trapped after all, nor buried alive and then frozen to death, our thawing cadavers, gnawed by hungry wolves, discovered only with the arrival of spring's thaw. Another narrow escape!
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