I woke up to rain. How very sad. In the event that the weather changed, I took my sister’s mountain bike to work complete with my studded tires. I might need them…you never know.
Around 7:30, my coworker came into the kitchen.
“Look out the window!” She told me.
Hallelujah. Tiny snow flakes were swirling gracefully through the air. Throughout the day the precipitation continued, but due to the fluctuating temperature, it kept switching back from rain to snow. The ground was too warm for any snow to stick, when the flakes landed on the ground they melted instantly. I couldn’t keep myself from peeking out the window every now and then. I even took a few “snow breaks”. My reasoning was that if my coworkers can take smoke breaks outside, surely a break to enjoy the first snowflakes of the season is permissible.
By afternoon, the clouds had taken a break and it was no longer snowing or raining. Still, I left work on my sister’s bike, hoping for the best. And then halfway home it happened.
Snowflakes! The bike and I had a delightful time the rest of the way home.