The Many Moods Of Snow

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Y'know, that old adage about how The Eskimoes Have Like TEN THOUSAND Words For Snow, Man, is as distorted as most of those old adages, but it is true that there are different kinds of snow.

Today we got the rare fuzzy snow.

I mean it. It actually looks like goose down coming out of the sky. My car looked like a tribble with tires till I brushed it off.

I just don't get how people can live in places without four seasons. The seasons are just so INTERESTING!

Comments

[nobleplatypus]

I wouldn't say no to some fuzzy snow, especially as it would require warming up a bit.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

That's always fun. Those desperately sunny days where it's FREEZING are gorgeous, but I was always amazed when you'd go to school and see kids wearing short sleeves BECAUSE IT'S SUNNY. Teenagers are stupid.

[nobleplatypus]

I do love those days where it hits 30 after a long bout of below zero windchills, so you open your coat and soak it up like it's summer and not still below freezing. But in January? Sunshine = you'd better put long johns on if you don't want feel like you aren't wearing pants at all.

[van.livejournal.com]

I miss the seasons sometimes.

And then I go to Malibu in the winter and enjoy the weather.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Nice weather is good, too! This is one of those rare instances in my life when I like a little variety, though.

[van.livejournal.com]

I admit, I do miss it sometimes. Mostly the foliage turning in fall. Here, the leaves either stay green, or just die.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's how I was when I went to Oregon. Eugene had the leaves turn, but it was kind of unimpressive, and my pal Josh, who hailed from Denver, and I tended to spend a lot of time in the winter sitting around bitching about how you just don't get PROPER snow here in the Pacific Northwest.

Don't even ASK about Kenya. There we got to experience two seasons: Really Goddamn Hot and Even Hotter Than That.

[westrider.livejournal.com]

I don't mind not getting proper snow, because it also means we get to miss out on the meltingly hot summers that most places with proper snow have to deal with.

I need to find somewhere that's just cold, even in the Summer.

[sofish-sasha.livejournal.com]

Sweden is experiencing its snowiest, coldest, and therefore prettiest winter in over than a century. And it stays pretty, 'cos no one can be arsed to go outside and mess up the pure, perfect blanket of snow that covers pretty much everything except roads and sidewalks. It's too cold, and/or people are used to only be able to spend a few days playing in the snow, and have run out of ideas now that it's been here for weeks.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

I'd always run out of snow ideas pretty fast, too, although there was that one glorious year with the snowforts in the driveway.

Since we are a snowy place, our schools offered weekly ski classes in winter. I quit those after a while because I got sick of snow in my pants, but they did allow me to enjoy one of my favorite winter activities, which was riding the ski lift and looking out at the black and white world of snowy alpine forests. I decided I should stick with my ABSOLUTE favorite snow activity, though, which is sitting inside snuggled in a blanket with a mug of something hot knowing that the snow is out THERE and I am in HERE.

[sofish-sasha.livejournal.com]

Downhill skiing is pretty much the only sport I enjoy, probably because I find it quite easy. 1: Point skis in right direction. 2: Let gravity do the rest. :D There are no good hills where I live though, bah.

[gwalla.livejournal.com]

It seems that way until you take a wrong turn and end up on a black diamond course your first time down a mountain and find yourself plummeting at something near terminal velocity.

[sofish-sasha.livejournal.com]

I've done that once, actually. It was a very cold, windy day, and for some reason the lift I was going up in stopped, and stayed still for 20 minutes or so. When I finally got to the top all I could think of was getting to the warm hut at the bottom of the (small) mountain, so I hit the nearest slope and went in a straight line down what I only later found out was a black diamond.

Wasn't so bad, actually. :)

[westrider.livejournal.com]

I decided I should stick with my ABSOLUTE favorite snow activity, though, which is sitting inside snuggled in a blanket with a mug of something hot knowing that the snow is out THERE and I am in HERE.

Amen! Preach it sister!

[stormteller.livejournal.com]

Hmmm? Is there non-fuzzy snow? Like, clunky square snow or something?

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Well, there's wet, sloppy blob snow, and there's tiny icy shuriken snow, and there's puffy big-flake-clump snow, and straight-to-ground business snow, for a start. Depends on the humidity and the temperature and all sorts of things. Fuzzy snow clusters like those iron bits around your magnet in Woolly Willy.

[queenlyzard.livejournal.com]

Best. Descriptions. Ever.

[childthursday.livejournal.com]

I love fluffy snow! I once dismissed class early with the requirement students go skip around in the light little feathers scattering the sidewalk.

[lycheetwist.livejournal.com]

Tribble snow means good skiing, I think.

I love it when everything gets fuzzy. That is, I love it until I end up getting blinded by how white everything is.