That Wasn't The Wind

No, that wasn't the wind you heard moaning this morning, it was me. More of a screech actually when I woke up, looked out and saw it had snowed! Actual devil dust lightly coating the branches and ground. Even the McNuggets refused to come out of the henhouse.

It didn't stick around very long although it did flurry off and on all day. It seemed to mock me as I stepped out to blip the madness. The roof let loose with the sloppy stuff, soaking my head. All this before a sip of coffee. It was all soooo wrong.