He slipped on his heavy coat, wrapped a scarf around his neck twice, and jammed a wool hat over his thinning hair. By the time he pulled on his gloves and stepped out into the cold, the storm had begun in earnest.
The air hit him like a wall. Wind whipped sideways across the yard, and snowflakes danced furiously in the glow of the porch light. Each step down the icy path took effort, his boots crunching through the accumulating snow.