Blowing snow

Warnings everywhere south of here. Well south. The other side of the province, so to speak. I wouldn't say it's the downside, though there is a downside to all that openness. Roads closed, travel not advised, the whole bit. Here it's sunny as can be. A wee breeze, but nothing that would freeze your ears off. Here the snow stays put. I could go on about the differences between here and there, as I've done many times, sometimes whining, sometimes bragging, drawing nods of understanding and all that, but really I could do the same about any here and any there, even the here that is my desk and the there of the sun room just a short walk away, and the nods would still come. There is a downside to those nods. An upside, too. Then an absence. That's the trouble. It's kind of like the roads down there on a day like this. Zero visibility. You can't see, can't stop, know damn well you shouldn't be out there, but there you are.