I awoke to the sound of water dripping, everywhere dripping. Until I looked out the window--after finding my glasses--I was unsure if the sound was more sleet or rain falling, or meltwater. It's meltwater. And about an hour ago the sun came out to spark diamonds from every crystalline twig and grass blade. Now, I can hardly see the sun, or the trees a few yards away. Sun and meltwater have joined to raise a thick fog. It muffles the sound of ice chunks breaking away and slithering, falling to the ground, and the rill and trickle of water seeking the lowest point it can reach.