Silent as a gentle breeze, bright balls of cottony delight whisper and twirl through the sky. Gently, one by one, they fall to the ground and settle into a spot just perfect for their settlement. They rest on tree limbs, and on the etched details of the great evergreen's bark. Slowly it builds up. Sitting at the window looking out at the falling snow a calico cat. She purrs softly, enjoying the snug warmth of the house. She presses her head forward so that her button nose presses against the cold window. She pulls back and with beautiful hazel eyes she watches the fog dissipate.