When I passed by on my way to work the next morning I found the girl and the pigeons in the statue had pretty much become encased in icicles. And there was snow on the ground with more falling:
But by the end of the day the icicles and snow had melted and spring was once again in the air as I headed home from work. The Doane Stuart School was looking happy and well cared for:
The girl in the fountain and her pigeons were once again rejoicing in steams of water:
I walked around to the other side of the statue and found that it also included a sitting boy and even more pigeons. I'm sure that the bronze girl, boy and birds are all looking forward to warmer weather and no more icicles. I know I certainly am:
