Snow yesterday. Snow today. Snow tomorrow - its like living in the Arctic Tundra! Today the snow filtered down driven about by blustery winds in fits and starts. One moment blue sky, the next whiteness swirled through the air. When at last I headed home after a long day of work and a delightful choir practice, I was suddenly struck by all the white trees lining Buffalo Road.
Snow stuck to the bark like flocking to a piece of flannelgraph. Everywhere were weird ghostly forms like frozen people with arms outstretched, a Halloween nightmare still life. Even the telephone poles and street lights were plastered white and street signs rendered illegible by a frozen coating of snow. How strange.
Driving became a slow motion ride through a snow globe like the one Mom gave me for Christmas. All that was missing was my snow globe's musicbox tune "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas." Or maybe this was some sci fi scene just before the horrible truth dawns. Hum. I must be tired. I don't usually spout such bizarre ideas.
Anyway, I think we are in for an old fashioned winter with tons of snow. Haven't had one of those in years.
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