There’s no business like snow business

Formed in a cloud, frozen crystals emerge and become falling flakes, gaining speed and conviction. Though only a few at first, soon there’s a flurry, fiercely fighting the forces of wind and gravity, finally finding peace in a drift, first fluffy and white, then heavy and densely packed.

There, waiting in silence, anticipating, knowing that a warm afternoon filled with sunshine or rain, could bring another transformation. The crystalline lace melts, merging with others, forming a droplet, a stream, a river that flows.

When the time is right, reincarnated, airborne, returning to the sky, gathering in a cloud, waiting, again, silently waiting.


For the IndieInk Writing Challenge this week, Jay Andrew Allen challenged me with “There’s no business like snow business.” and I challenged SAM with “Unaware that his mother-in-law was listening, he confronted his wife about (fill in the rest of the story).”

About Fran Hart

Disciple of Christ, earning a living as the director of US-based operations for a Taiwanese company, managing an engineering organization while carving out time to write. Wife, Mother, Grandmother.
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One Response to There’s no business like snow business

  1. Bernie Davies says:

    How could someone from Baton Rogue know anything about snow? You must have paid attention during the rain cycle part of science class.