I know how the snow man felt!

When I was little, my mother had a small snow globe with a snowman in its center. I loved that snow globe and would watch the snowflakes whirl around the little guy...snowflakes whirling in all directions at once. This morning we woke to sunny skies and 12 degrees F. I puttered around making coffee, checking email, and reading. As i walked to the kitchen to get more coffee I looked out the windows and said "I am in a snow globe". It was snowing big, flake, fluffy flakes that couldn't make up their minds if they were falling or rising, swirling or dancing. There were as many flakes rising as there were falling. It was a snow ballet and I was the snowman in its center.