Flurries

Tuesday afternoon I looked up to find snow falling 

in big, gloppy splats. I walked over to the Coke Field to

take these pictures, slipping and sliding all the way.

Early this evening, I went to have my hair cut, 

then walked home. The slush that only a couple hours 

earlier overflowed the gutters was already gone. 

In the dark, my way had been cleared,

outlined by the snow that remained on the lawns.