in the unbroken monotony of a perfect winter snowscape, the unfortunate facts of life are covered over. a muffling blanket of nature's purity hides dog poo, potholes, and litter from sight. this makes a big difference for those who have to take these things head-on, as it were.
but now the world turns towards spring, and the sun's gentle touch has awakened the world in all its messy glory. ice becomes slush, rushes through the gutters and down the drain, a brief and frozen perfection now pouring into the sewers. winter's follies are laid bare, all that lay hidden under months of snowfall is revealed; and now, the cracks begin to show.