I saw something glittery white blue layered over the grass like a frozen sheet yesterday. The mysterious blanket looked like shimmering, crackled, thin, glass. I was sitting in my car, staring out the window, contemplating what the sparkling paper-white substance was when I noticed the window.
Tiny swirls and curls intricately decorated the icy glass. Like somebody carved beautiful mini pictures and then spilled little bits of white and silver glitter in the marks. I carefully slid my hand out of its pocket, trembling, and placed fingertips gingerly on the lovely glass. My fingers fluttered just above the glass and I moved in just the tiniest bit closer. My slender fingers, now beginning to become a frozen blue color, flirted with the dancing swirls and whirling curls on the cool glass.
I quickly snatched my hand off the window, like I had been caught stealing from the cookie jar, because I didn’t want to spoil the gorgeous pictures. I set my hand down on the seat, but it was like resting your hand on ice. My pocket looked quite warm and inviting. I lifted my hand and swiftly slipped it in. I sighed with pleasure as my hand returned to normal temperature.
I glanced briefly at the pictures on the frosty–
That’s what it was, frost. But how? This was Texas, and it was before Thanksgiving! We never, ever, EVER get frost, snow, ice or anything like that in the middle of November! This was AWESOME!
I leaned back and breathed in deeply. I smiled and let my eyes drift closed. I exhaled heavily and let a long, cold, cloud gust out of my mouth. “Thanks Jack Frost.” I thought with a giggle. “Thanks.” My eyes flew open and I gasped because the temperature dropped a couple degrees. Another short puff of a frosted cloud burst out and settled like sugar in tea.
Maybe it could snow here this year.