Ice Day By Nadja Maril As soon as I see the sun I reach for my coat in the closet. It is time to walk On this ice day. Frozen bits melt into drops Slide down gutters, pipes, trees Plop on to the cold wet mush we once called snow. I match my stepsContinue reading “Ice Day Poem by Nadja Maril”
Downtown Annapolis— the benches at City Dock at Ego Alley are completely buried.
Snow can bring out the best in people and the worst
The City of Annapolis has 87 miles of snow to clear.