Snowballs and sleighs, indulgent fun, an event of bemoaned infrequency.
You make your way from A to B in spectacular performance- scenes from Victorian cards of seasons greeting-
gaily enjoying your powdery steps, delighting in feigned festive spirit, loaned disruption to your mundane daily cycle.
Oh happy snow! A joyous landslide of white flakey fusion- warms your hearts-if not your fingers….
But await the morn with fear and trembling! the pending divorce of shoe and soil! Scarved, hatted, wrapped up against every hovering infection-your happy countenance turned stoney concentration as you meander your doomed and frozen course…
You fools! Headed soon into slippery demise, subjects of my twisted humour!