Second snow of summer

It snowed again this week, before it was wet and slushy, this time it was delicate, fluffy and light. I have never experienced such juxtaposed weather before; previously it had been sultry with the white hot sun all through the days. It lasted for only around 2 hours but fell heavily; just enough to form bunches on the pines, to cover the grasses and construct sheets of crisp white on rooftops. I went on a small walk with some friends on a local trail snaking through the snow covered woodland to finish on the road. It appeared to have been somewhat abandoned of any maintenance with profuse amounts of fallen trees on the trail. As we came to the road many cars, bus-size R.V’s, hummers and any other kind of obnoxious American vehicle you could think of had stood in its tracks, this is a very common occurrence. People had stopped to gaze upon a large herd of mule deer, with what appeared to be over 30. This kind of deer has huge ears, like a mule as the name suggests, and I had not sighted any yet. Some of the males had enormous, yet elegant horns reaching out in sporadic directions from their heads’, the type you usually see nailed into wooden boards in western style restaurants or English pubs. As we got back we amusingly found fellow employees with skis and snowboards strapped to their backs exclaiming they were going to go down Mt. Washburn. The next morning it continued snowing but only in single flakes, when caught on my sleeve those magical intricate patterns of snow appeared that I only see on Christmas cards or as festive decorations.