"...Vortex"

I awoke to what our grand parents may have known winter as.
It's 3f degrees. ...-16c. Frost on both sides of the windows. Snow still on the ground from yesterday's squall,...though I prefer Zephyr. Steam rising in the chilled air from the hot water spout. The sky a very deep, and sharp blue. The first morning in the Vortex. Planetary climate change does not mean 90f all year. However it does mean chaos,...which we certainly have in our skies now.