It’s snowing outside, and if a snowstorm had a personality, this one would be mean. The sky is grey, and there are billions of minuscule flakes being blown about by a fierce wind. It’s downtown, with the tall buildings and updrafts and whatnot, so it doesn’t seem to accumulate on the ground at all.
Glad I wore my long underwear today. Last-minute wardrobe change that was, when I looked at the cable and it told me it was 12* out. Brr!