Karen L Naylor

Exactly What We Need

It is a frigid January morn, not unlike those of winters past. The land was blanketed in a fresh coat of glistening crystal while snow. Snow so white, so fresh, so deep and so cold. The air is fresh and crisp, a deep breath may cause a cough or two. Few animals dare to come out to play or forage for food today. However, there is a coup of young small squirrels playing in the distance. The occasional chirp from the birds in the trees. Not many though, not many. For this January morn, the temperature is well below zero. Nine O'clock A.M. and still below zero? Why this is unheard of, what is going on in the Universe today? There is something strange and exciting about this day that lie ahead.