Although the temperatures are rarely above freezing and in spite of several days of persistent snowing, the fine crystals of dehydrated snow that have survived the frigid winter quickly vanish in the face of the intensity of the artic sun. Literally by the hour we can see the dwindling of the snow pack, the accumulation of standing water puddled in the streets and forming shallow but wide collections of water on the surface of the still frozen lagoons we view out of our windows. With subsurface still frozen, there is little place for the water to go, much to the delight of booted children challenging the depths and four wheelers intent on setting a splash record.
And with the vanishing of winter’s grace, the skeletons of summers past are exposed.
Presently, we have less than 90 minutes between sunset and sunrise. With that interval dwindling like the snow, by week’s end - even before we return to Snohomish, we will experience the fulfillment of John the Revelator’s vision: “There will be no more night.” (Revelation 22:5)
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