Clash of titans

Wispy lines of cirrus streak the sky from the northeast. From the southwest cumulus rises in gray pillows. New snow dusts the mountainsides higher up. In the valley, wind caught between the fronts roars down the river kicking up a dust storm of the flour caught between gravel pebbles exposed until glacial dams upstream break later in the spring. On the bridges cars have to slow because their drivers can't see through the dust at times. It is a time when weather fronts and seasons collide, sometimes catastrophically.