The sky has not stopped dropping pellets of ice for several hours now. It's so loud hitting my apartment windows that I may not even be able to drown it out with my TV volume. I'm beginning to think we all may be frozen in until July. Maybe I should have stocked up more on canned goods.
Why couldn't the ice just be replaced with enchanting white flakes of snow so I can sit in my windowsill with hot tea in hand and a contented smile upon my face?