The snow started falling yesterday morning. It came down all day, fat motes, sometimes blowing sideways in the wind. At midday it turned to sleet, popcorning against the windows. The cats slept.

Overnight it drifted into doorways and domed the backyard patio tables throughout the neighborhood. Birds tracked in the blue-white dawn, crossing rabbit divots, headed this way and that.

Midway through sweeping out the carport, I look up to see the dog across the way, the short-legged black one with the shaggy coat, nose deep in the sparkle. He sniffs and sneezes, comes up flocked.

Winter. It could be worse, y’all.



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