If you're going to San Francisco....
The city by the bay hums with its daily activities. Traffic is a little slow, but that's to be expected at this hour. University students argue in and out of the classroom. Waiters and waitresses take lunch orders for seafood or vegetarian cuisine. The skies are clear, and a light breeze ruffles along the winding streets. Just another pleasant California day.
Swirling down they come, spinning lazily as they drift with the breeze. People ignore them at first, in their need to get back to the office, grab one more sourdough roll, make it to their midday Pilates class. But they fall faster and faster, and soon there is no ignoring them.
Snowflakes. Delicate and puffy, and colored in every shade you could ever hope to find in the biggest box of crayons.
Swirling down they come, spinning lazily as they drift with the breeze. People ignore them at first, in their need to get back to the office, grab one more sourdough roll, make it to their midday Pilates class. But they fall faster and faster, and soon there is no ignoring them.
Snowflakes. Delicate and puffy, and colored in every shade you could ever hope to find in the biggest box of crayons.