I was walking down to the store to pick up some milk for my cereal tomorrow and the wind was snatching at me as I walked. It pushed me around with such force, that I almost didn’t notice the tiny white flakes swirling about me. It’s the sort of snow that you can’t see inside, only when you are in it do the specks of white dance close enough to watch. I’m back home now, and the sun is streaming through my living room window, so I have to imagine that it’s really snowing.
Are you sure it wasn’t just blowing some paper snow out of your clothes?
Dad
Actually, the snow got heavier later on, but it did look an awful lot like fake snow at first.