Feathers Like Snow

[shanmonster]

While my coworkers complained about the cold and how they'd have to go and shovel more snow, I sat in my chair and longed to be outdoors. I walked home from work today in snow and bitter wind, and I loved every moment of it. Just before I got home, I looked upwards and saw a hundred or more white birds almost invisible against a dove-grey sky. They were silent gulls, riding the winter wind far above me. I stood and stared, and while I watched them, a feather bounced off my shoulder.

I looked for it, but it was invisible against the snow on the sidewalk.