We had a freak snowstorm last week. It seemed to come out of nowhere; one minute it was fall, the next we were in high winter; wind blowing, snow blasting out of the sky and piling up on the roads. I'd planned a trip to the grocery store, but that was out of the question. The plows weren't out, the driveway impassible, the roads slippery. Fortunately, I had some oysters sitting in the refrigerator. I'd planned on eating them raw, but now I changed my mind.
Eating Clouds
Eating Clouds
Eating Clouds
We had a freak snowstorm last week. It seemed to come out of nowhere; one minute it was fall, the next we were in high winter; wind blowing, snow blasting out of the sky and piling up on the roads. I'd planned a trip to the grocery store, but that was out of the question. The plows weren't out, the driveway impassible, the roads slippery. Fortunately, I had some oysters sitting in the refrigerator. I'd planned on eating them raw, but now I changed my mind.