The Weather

I briskly escaped the parking lot of work just as the snow was starting to stick Friday evening.

I ventured, carefully across the slick parking lot, up the ramp toward the tall pines that protected my car's resting place from accumulating snow.

I paused for a moment at this wall to capture the motion of the whirling snow.

I'm glad forty-five miles away, safe at home, it is clear skies with only a cloud in the sky.

I am still in awe of the magic of weather.

Have fun.
*winter