Snow

Yesterday evening I was walking home from the bus. As I came to the street graced by Stately Rice Manor, an automobile turned onto the cross street. Its headlights swept across me, and I saw…snow, swirling in the beams.

That was the first of the season, so far as I’ve seen.

Last winter was a bit feeble: too short, too warm, almost no snow. I’ve been seeing news items suggesting that two such in a row is too much to expect.

A real winter might be nice. Or might qualify as be careful what you wish for.