Wacky Weather Walk

Walking the dogs today was like strolling though a Stephen King novel, set on the Maine coast. Though it was mid-afternoon, the fog rose from the waters then swirled across the road.  Winter trees, leafless and skeletal, contrasted with the whirling white as they reach towards the cloud-filled skies. I got a cool facial, traipsing through the melting snow, floating through the atmosphere.

It was a surreal walk today, literally watching the snow melt about me.  Not an hour later, the sun peeked through the dwindling cloud bank, the fog disappearing to the shadows, the day returned to norm.

Just another winter Chicago day. C


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