Swirls and Eddies
This is the kind of snow they call powder. The snow that is falling now. It is small and looks innocuous. Its little flakes for the moment before they melt into your fingertip. In the morning while the cat was in vet hospital, I watched the wind drive it down at an angle out near the neighbor's fence. Closer to the house, it swirled leisurely to the ground. The house acts as a wind break until a gust pulls the recently fallen snow back up into the air making it seem as if I live inside a snow globe and someone has just given the world a shake.
This is the snow that snakes across the road in the wind. The snow that causes white outs when the wind reaches higher speeds. In spite of this, when work calls I take the shift they offer me. I bundle up and head out into the cold, driving slowly and arriving a little later than planned. . An hour before I do to return home Dad calls to tell my the cat is home from the vet hospital. Its just her arthritis acting up; she will be okay.
