This is all so new to me, and yet, I feel like I’ve been a snowflake forever, just waiting to get the call, and my chance to be part of creating a Winter Wonderland. Can’t wait! ****
I think I should have a name. Don’t all things have one? I’m going to call myself Phillip. I have no idea why. It was the first thing that popped into my head. Do I even have a head? I’m not even sure how I’m forming words and ideas. Must be the Magic of Winter that I seem to know so much about. ****
It really is crowded inside this cloud. I can barely move, but I’m eager to explore and talk to the other snowflakes. There’s so much chatter. We all know that this is our big moment. The cloud is moving quickly. No word on where we’re headed. ****
It really is true that no two snowflakes look alike. I’ve met hundreds of other flakes since I’ve become aware, and I can immediately see the uniqueness in every one. I wonder how it is that none of us are identical. How many possible snowflake patterns can there be?
Whoa! This is some really heavy thinking. Guess this means our storm is going to bring heavy snow to our destination. Ha! My first joke!!! ****
Word around the cloud is that we’re headed for Bangor, Maine! How exciting is that? Somehow, I know that Maine is also known as Vacationland, is home to Stephen King, and is the recipient of more snow every year than the other 49 states combined.
Something tells me that last fact isn’t true, but I still said it. What is that about? Am I developing a sense of sarcasm? Have I mentioned that I love being a snowflake? ****
We’ve been told we are part of Winter Storm Nika. I enjoy being part of a team. We’re all brothers and sisters now. Phillip and his millions of friends. Go Team Nika! ****
We are above our destination! I can’t see it yet, but Bangor is somewhere underneath me. Hello, Bangor! Can you see us? ****
I wonder how people feel when they look up and see snow clouds. I would imagine that everyone is as excited about snow arriving as we are about falling. As long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to flutter down to earth and become a part of a fluffy white carpet that makes the world look like something out of a story book.
That time is only moments away now. A light is slowly seeping into the cloud. The launch bays are open. We’re a go! Can you believe it? Should I be scared or excited? Does it hurt to fall so far? What if the ground isn’t cold enough and I melt on impact? Wait! Do I really want to do this? I’m not sure I’m ready…. ****
What an amazing feeling. I can’t believe I was scared. This is a rush. Just surfing the wind. Taking my time. Twisting. Turning. What an incredible view! I can see the part of Team Nika that’s already landed. I’m on my way to join you, guys!!! ****
I made it! I landed safely. Phillip has officially become one with Maine. As far as I can tell, all of my fellow snowflakes survived the fall.
Looking up, I can see the cloud from which we came. It is so far away. Did I really fall that far? Wow! Even now, settled in on the ground, I can still feel the rush. I wish I could do it again. I know it’s a once in a lifetime event, but I’d do it every day of my life if I could. ****
I can see trees. Lots of them. I think we got lucky and they chose a really great landing site for us. I don’t get the sense there will be any cars or much foot traffic. So we might be around for a long, long time.
Definitely is cold enough. Brrrr! Just the way a snowflake likes it. The colder the better. Let’s keep up the cloud cover, too. I like to be pale and white…no sun for me!
I love being a snowflake. I think I’m really going to like Maine….