A scene from Siberia

I generally really enjoy the view of the river that I have from my balcony (or window on a really chilly day). Today's view, while interesting, wasn't very appealing at all. I looked out in the morning and saw a long narrow snow covered board floating slowly along with a few bits of ice clinging to it.  I wasn't surprised to see that the river was pretty high after all of the rain we had yesterday. No idea where the board came from or what it had been part of. A few hours later I looked out and, while the mysterious board was still there, it was completely surrounded by chunks and slabs of ice; some really large, some small, some white, some muddy brown. Not a pretty sight but very interesting as they slowly floated down the river on their way to New Haven I guess.  The ice parade lasted for several hours but by nightfall most of the large chunks had moved on.  It was, as I said, very interesting in a chilling sort of way.  Honestly, though, I would much rather be watching a parade of kayaks and pontoon boats floating buy.  Summer can't come too soon for me. Four weeks sounds about right.