Reflection

THE POLAR VORTEX AND OTHER THOUGHTS...

THE POLAR VORTEX AND OTHER THOUGHTS...

I woke at three this morning to a whining wind, gusting, screeching, crescendo-ing to near 50 mph. I see oaks, black silhouettes swaying fearfully beyond my window. I bury my ears in blankets and pillows but cannot take my eyes off the spectacle before me. Something about the latest manifestation of the Polar Vortex fascinates.