The sun came out to see what it missed Plunking water from a detached rain gutter Plunk, plunk-plunk, plunk, plunk-plunk Kids back at the park laugh and carry on as if the freeze was only a dream A Mini Cooper Car club member back at work on a rebuild in the garage, a can of Bud Light sits on its primed hood it too, awaits a coat of paint Two chihuahuas yip against me from across the street their owner grumbles at them to quiet down Normalcy hums, whatever that means, zipping through neighborhood streets. No rush hour zoom, but slow casual zips scope out damage you can't see on neighborhood streets except for tree limbs piled curbside. Damage runs deep in burst pipes empty grocery store shelves people boiling water to drink. Shovels scrape, scrape, scraaape against concrete driveways saws groan at broken tree limbs trying to hang on. The last of the slush sloshes underneath my stride evidence of snow and ice evaporates One side of the sidewalk looks more like a post springtime rain shower, the opposite proves otherwise. Back outside after a week, grateful it wasn't worse when it was for so many others. A dry leaf gently cartwheels in front of me as if saying "I've come back out to play!" Along with the rest of us, picking up where we left off.