A hunk-a hunk-a...

falling ice!  This lovely piece of ice was embedded into the snowbank behind my kitchen.  I pulled it out (with no small amount of difficulty... it was heavy and slippery! I know... imagine, ice is slippery...) of the snow bank and hauled it to my front porch area so I could take its picture.  So enjoy the fruits of my labor :) 

 

This is the top of the former icicle (what is it called when it's no longer hanging from a surface?  Does it actually cease to be an icicle at that point?  Can we wax philosophical and delve into the existentialism of icicles?  Is an icicle just water having an identity crisis?  Burning questions, I know...)

 

Here's the top of the icicle.  As you can see, it's almost 3 feet!!! 

 

Here is a shot looking at the whole thing (w/ the yardstick along side).  It's crazy big.  And, as you can see, it is only slightly shorter than the massive pile of snow in front of my house.  UGH!!!  

Where, oh where can Spring be??