It happened within a few minutes. I did not realize it at first. It is so very quiet.
The heater that has been blowing for days is finally still. No rain drops, sleet or heavy flakes hitting the windows (from any direction). No more flapping of a tarp over the now completely frozen contents of a greenhouse.
Scraping of icy car windows in the parking lot has ceased. The crunch of ice in the streets has become a soft slushing sound. The sirens and life-saving helicopters rushing to and from the hospitals nearby has diminished.
In the place of the harsh sounds of winter comes song. Little birds appeared on the utility lines overhead. There are more now in the tops of the trees. All chirping in the warm sun rays.
Soft trickles of melting snow and ice from overhangs creating little spatters on the melting sidewalks below. Our dogs are sprawled in bright pools of light hitting the floor of the loft.
It is very quiet.