White flakes gently drift out of the sky. Each one adding to the white blanket on the grass. I sit at the window watching my favorite time of year drift
down from the silent sky.
Winters in Oregon always make me excited. Every night I watch the weather reports hoping to see signs that my cold, white weather will return. Unfortunately,
it's usually rain that percipitates in our fair state, but that makes the rare snow days even more specia. Snow is truely the great white excuse.
So often we ask students this mundane question expecting amazing results. I wrote this as an example of what we can do with boring questions
when we add details and descriptions.