Snow Ghosts

Driving back from Cape Cod, the snow began falling. For the first time in my life, I drove on an interstate cold enough to prevent snow from melting as the first few flakes of a snowstorm began. Within minutes, snow was gathering in small vortexes, pushed, pulled and finally spun by the wind from the cars around me. A hundred ghosts swirling into and out of my path.

Pictures from the frozen Cape to follow soon. Maybe tonight if I can tear my eyes off the storm outside.