I saw the evaporation.

I was sitting, reading a book, on the couch. I was sitting in front of the drawn curtain window. Sun hitting me, hitting my book. As I read the words on the page, my eyes kept "floating" upward with the shadows of the evaporation of the ice. I could see them on my page in front of me. Then, I would quickly look out the window to see if I could "catch it" with my eye outside. All I could see was the cloud of steam hovering over the roof across the street.
Where was it coming from? and how/why could I see it through the heat of the sun on my page? It was nice, neat. Made me feel special, that I got an "insight" into how nature works. I could see it before my eyes. 8-)

I just enjoyed the ambiance, as I turned page after page...

It reminded me of a time when I was sitting at the dining room table made of glass. I was looking down into the glass, and it was there, that my eye was trained to see beyond what was in front of me: I could see into the clouds. I was looking down into the glass. It was reflecting the sky from above, through the windowed room. I felt like I could feel the earth moving, along with the clouds. It was such a sensation. I was about age eight. I definitely returned to that spot to "catch the world move again". It was such a thrill.
8-)