Another blizzard came through the area.

Another blizzard came through the area. Lots of snow and even more wind. We don’t get it bad here in the trees because they block the worst of the wind. When we lived on the shore of a lake we had both the blizzard and the non-blizzard. We could stand on the shore of that frozen lake and watch the wind whip the snow horizontally across the world until it was packed hard. Then we could trek a few yards into the forest and the wind stopped and the snow fell gently and piled up as soft as feathers. Now, in a clearing, we experience both.
Maybe that’s why I want to write,The Polar Vortex, a novel set in a future ice age. Because snow and ice and cold in all their varieties are fascinating and are characters every bit as much as people are.

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