I was working from home this Sunday, and got to thinking that I hadn't heard the water coming off the top of my house (as I would expect, given that it's been 40F+ the last day or so).

When I went onto my back porch to check things out, I was made even more worried, as all I could hear was the sluice of water coming from my neighbors drains, and not my own. I held my ear up to the drain nearest me: nothing.

I backed up further to see what could be blocking the drainage from my roof. And I saw that my roof had already melted, and all but a small bit hanging on below an exhaust pipe was what was left of this year's terrible snow.

We've almost made it. We're almost there.