On Being a Snowflake
A while back, someone on a conservative friends FB page made a comment about Left Coast snowflakes that made me realize, I qualify as a snowflake.
Snowflakes are COOL!
Snowflakes are beautiful.
Snowflakes are unique.
Snowflakes are complex structures.
Snowflakes are symmetrical and asymmetrical formations, so no, they are not all the same.
Snowflakes final forms are determined by the paths they take and the atmosphere they move through as they travel from the clouds.
Snowflakes are the raw material of snow balls, which carry a powerful sting, like a slap in the face, when necessary.
But of course, snowflakes are primarily associated with happy things, like Christmas, snow men, sledding, skiing and ice skating, to name a few.
Snowflakes are the stuff that dreams are made of.
Snowflakes make lots of people happy.
The appearance of snowflakes often signify a happy outcome in books, films and songs.
Snowflakes in large accumulations are known as snow storms.
Snow storms muffle loud noise, slow down fast moving objects, and encourage people to stop and contemplate things.
Snow storms kick ass. They can stop eighteen wheel trucks dead in their tracks. They can shut down an interstate. Or entire cities. Even whole states. No one wants to get caught out in a snow storm unprepared.
Throw a little wind into the mix and you have a blizzard. Blizzards are a bitch. Some are deadly.
So while one snowflake on it’s own may not have a lot going for it, a mass of snowflakes of singular mind, are a formidable and powerful force to reckon with.
I wouldn’t mess with a committed, cohesive band of snowflakes. You could get iced.
©2017 by Ilona Elliott
For more on snowflakes, visit Snowflake Science on the web.