A Flake in the Hand

You know how you have a to-do list as long as your arm and you just have to chuck it out of the window? Today was one of those moments: one minute, it's a dreary, rainy Sunday, and the next, it's magic. In an instant a freezing drizzle transforms into fat, wet flakes of Southern snow and the papers, the laundry, the homework all becomes inconsequential. I mean, really - who can concentrate on such trivia? It's SNOWING! The day has become sock mittens and catching flakes on your tongue and steamy mug of hot
chocolate. The to-do list can wait.