A Bit to Read

It snowed again last night. The dire predictions piled up like the not-yet-fallen snow was supposed to, lots of snow, traffic-snarling snow.

We’ve had snow like that, you see. Recently.

So I tucked in and the wind howled, and I prepared to open my blinds to a world of white and car-trodden gray, under a flat sky. Nope.

Not this time, weather.

Only a polite covering and passable streets and fluffy, light clouds in the sky.