Last evening, I spent the waning
minutes of daylight soaking in my hot tub.
The light of day failed quickly as a snowstorm lowered shawls of snow
all around me. Soon, the green pine
trees turned a deep blue. Giant, gently
sinking snowflakes dropped straight down from the clouds immediately above. The snow closed in, obscuring all sense of
distance.
I thought: Wow, this is so cool!
I outstretched my arms and turned my
face up so the snowflakes could melt directly against me. Each one delivered a kind of exhilarating sting
of chill upon touching my skin. Not a
single sound penetrated the storm.
The snow accumulated quickly. By the time I scampered back inside, a new
layer of pure white covered everything.
The snow continued into full darkness.
Late last night, I came awake to
strong winds shouldering against my house.
This morning, after feeding my 20
pounds of housecat and brewing my coffee, I stepped outside as I always do to
get a feel for the day.
Keyword for today: “snowdrift.”
-- Mitchell
Hegman
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