was beautiful here in Boston
today, snowing. I was early for the T
, so as I stood outside I looked at the snowflakes
falling onto my coat
Having grew up in the south, I have never been able to look at snow very much. So it is still special to me. There is something different about looking at an intricate ice crystal than taking scissors in art class and cutting up paper into a poor imitation.
Some of the snowflakes were flat, others were 3D. These were pretty small. Later in the day, I noticed out the window that the snowflakes were getting larger. The air was causing some of these flakes to go around in swirling circles. A co-worker saw me looking out the window and commented, "Snow break, eh?" I smiled because while I hate the mush and mud that is also around this time of year, I am having a good time.