Sometimes it snows in April

And in Minnesota April snows are fairly common (I've seen a few May snows too). Today is one of those days. I woke up to a fresh blanket of soft, white snow which made the morning hushed, despite the normal city bustle. I enjoy the way snow muffles some sounds, traffic for instance, yet amplifies others, such as the wind and aircraft. I like the way light bends around corners, flaring here and there in odd ways. And I like the way people are when a fresh snow has fallen; calm and inquisitive. Throughout the day the most enormous snowflakes fell, clustering in lattices on the ground. Before my car windshield warmed up, the crystalline structure of each could be clearly seen from underneath, as I peered through the glass. By the end of the day, I found myself walking home in 9 inches, or so, of fluffy snow which was sufficiently wet to accumulate on my shoe tips in a quantity so that my boots took on an elfin quality. As Kurt Vonnegut was fond of saying, so it goes.