Answer:standing in the rain watching it fall like salt on desert,and smelling the heat off the pavement like the fog left a warm dryer sheet smell over the road,as I walk down the road my squeaky rubber boots plunge into the tiny ocean under my feet and fly up like everything’s in reverse
Explanation:
The simple subject is obviously kittens.....
In "The Snowstorm," Emerson is referring to the winds howling in the sky when he states the metaphor of "the trumpets of the sky."
I think the answer is A. A joyful celebration of a victory by the hometown football team.
