To a snowbird in Florida (and the dentist and the barber in Playa del Carmen)
After five days of wind chill advisories and cold so fierce one dared not venture outside, it clouded over and very early this morning a light snow started to fall.
By mid-morning the sun was peeking through on three inches of egret down. The shiny orange snow plow, cutting blade untested, blew wisps of egret down into the ditches leaving a shiny driving surface.
Under the thirty inches of ice there may have been a few waves as happy schools of sunfish and minnows swam in formation, oblivious to your friend with the pointed beak.
The woods are filled with egret down waiting for the wind.
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