Snow

I've always known there was such things as snow--it's the very reason I never believed Santa Clause visited EVERY SINGLE kid in the world.  He more or less stayed in the upper temperate region what with the reindeers and all.  Figured he'd need flying carabaos go cross country over at the equator--mud, you know.  What I didn't know was that there were different kinds of snow (snow you can make a life sized snowman with in 5 minutes and snow can make a life sized snowman with in 2 days, for example).  Nils also said snow is not snow if it doesn't stay on the ground.  Poor little things travelling from so far up thinking they were snow and finding out 5 seconds upon landing they're really just rain.

This kind of snow reminds of dandruff--the pathogenic kind.  It's fat, side, fluffy, pretty, and can severely limit your vision.  Stand under it for 3 minutes and you'll know what it's like to be a snowman.  Or woman.  Or both.  It's not like rain (duh), but I had thought these things ROLL OFF people.  They don't.  They stay where they land and if you don't dust yourself, you'll be carrying several pounds of snow before you know it.

Let me start with there were 7 of these pictures but I couldn't seem to make them arrange themselves the way I want them to.  So. Here's this one.  It's snowing.  This kind of snow is tiny, heavy, and it doesn't swirl.  They more or less crash to the ground and even manage to bounce off at times.

Patchy snow is what I call this one.  I've not seen how this kind of snow looks on the way down.  They're there in the morning.

Close up of the patchy snow.

I woke up one morning and found this show on the ground.  Pebbly.  Hmmm.  Is this what they call hale?

This is ice.