The Weather Report (one snowy day)

The snow came in wet, dusting rooftops, roads and the little grass that remains on the ground. It is however a mild day, one that soon belittles the fears of a major snowstorm by becoming a soggy mess of rain and slush by mid morning.

There are puddles everywhere, the rain is steady but not disarming. It continues through the day and stops by the mid afternoon, giving way to a shining sun and temperate temperatures for this time of year. Later, winds pick up, swirling but still nothing of what we had come to expect. This day has been more wet than wild and while that pleases many it still does little to correct the erratic and foolish manner in which the citizens of this great city govern themselves upon our roads.

It has come to our attention once more through example that this city is too hot for snow. There are too many cars, too many lights for it to sustain itself to groundfall. This city is bustling, boiling, bubbling with promise, with energy. This city defies everything we will come to know.

Later, in the late evening, the snow returns, falling with a swift grace encouraged by the wind. It has returned to show us that however great this place is, it is no match for the mouth of God.