Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Descriptive Writing-Tim
The weather has been teasing us this week. It was warm and sunny, feeling like spring wanted to relieve us of our winter blues, but this morning it is cloudy and lit only by the snow falling once more. It is a think snowfall. Each flake that shows us its presence seems to be larger than the one before it. Although these flakes are huge, they seem very light. As you watch it fall, it never seems to touch the ground; rather it swoops to the side and travels by as if it had somewhere better to be. Don’t be fooled. It all eventually lands and we can see it by the accumulation on the ground. Then you think, “It’s not that bad. It is actually quite pretty.” You stare intently at it falling and you forget to notice all the other things going on outside. It captures your attention as though it is the most important thing to look at. You find yourself just staring.