uncoordinated_snowstorm epitome of incomprehensibility According to my definition, anyway, a snowstorm needs snow + wind. Today's moved in and out of sync: quiet snow, then wind. And then both together, suddenly, in a startling whirl of white. It made me wonder why that brother of mine had gone out in it. Later in the afternoon, when I was going grocery shopping, a gust of air blowing powder off the roof of the store had me thinking it was on again. But no - the clouds had retreated to the edges of the sky. The wind was just giving an encore, accompanied by an echo of its partner's frosty voice. 220219 what's it to you? who go blather from