White slush

Lovely morning, white cotton blanket had been laid over everything, and was still falling as we drove to work.

Afternoon not quite as nice, an abundance of white flakes still making their floaty way down from the sky, unfortunately the temperature has risen just enough to turn them into that horrible, cold, wet slush that clogs up the pavements and roads.

That aside an odd day indeed. Snippets of information seemed to be the theme, with just enough information to be less than useful or be able to construct any firm ideas or opinions. Nuts, but then, what’s new with that?