Lackadaisical snowflakes flittered through the air just after sunrise early one morning in winter.
Ten snowflakes combined together to perform daring skydiving tricks before landing on the warm concrete and disappearing in front of a gaping onlooker.
I inhaled sharp cold air.
Three lazy snowflakes climbed on top of their brother and let him do all the work of increasing their air resistance for a nice gentle descent into the bold green grass at the children’s park.
Two tiny snowflakes raced to beat the another to the third bush at the grey house on the corner of Outer and Joliet Drive.
I smiled the snowflakes took an extra swirl and tumble in an air disturbance created because I was running.