Last Cold Snap: A Small Tale

Spring is a tricky season. Stuck between Winter and Summer, it doesn't quite make up its mind between the two. Winter is getting pushed by the warm weather that Summer is trying to push in, and Winter is holding its own.

I woke up the day after Spring officially started to a winter wonderland. It had gotten so cold over the night that several small low flying clouds had gotten caught. I could see them in the treetops. Frozen in their shapes, too heavy to fly back up into the atmosphere.

The town declared it to be a snow day, and we all stayed home. Pj's and hot chocolate required to thoroughly enjoy the day.

The next day the snow was gone. Vanished as though it had never fallen. And the clouds were back up in their respective sky, happily floating away.