Powder Test

I slipped through the cracked door straight into a swirl of dancing white specks! Cold, fresh air rushed right into my jacket. Right on the dark wooden armrest of the porch bench, a tidy little pillow of fresh snow had gathered. Total curiosity test! I marched up, planted my sneakers on the bench slat, and gave the fluffy mound an experimental poke with my plush thumb. Poof! It caved in with a soft hush, deliciously cold and feather-light against my fabric. I scooped up a tiny dusting with both hands, watching the crystalline specks sparkle before quietly dissolving into damp velvet. Pure winter magic!