Day 347: Snow Melt

Since I was last in Marshfield about 3 weeks ago, there's been quite a bit of snow melt throughout the town. The roads are wider, some sidewalks are passable, and patches of grass are much more common than before.

However, this snow melt also reveals all of the nasty natural and human-generated detritus that had been buried underneath the frosty piles -- sand, rocks, wood, beach wall stairs, trash, and a rather large number of cigarette butts and single-size alcohol bottles ("nips," according to Mom). It's a pretty unpleasant sight, made even worse by the fact that the remaining snow is now grimy and black from the dirt that creeps into it and is thrown up off the streets by passing cars.

Yuck. The ugly remains of snowfall almost make me wish for a bit more of the fresh, white, fluffy stuff just to cover it all over again!!!