[Out the dining room window, 9 am; 2/16/13]
This morning's snow when I got up was like jingle bell snow, my childhood in New Hampshire snow, snow globe snow, Julie Andrews' favorite things on your nose and eyelashes snow. Not the furious dervish blizzard snow of last weekend. And not the thin, uncooked rice snow of an hour later, just before it stopped. It's said that the Inuits actually have no more words for snow than we do. (But read this hilarious Inuit Words for Snow list.)
It was warm this week -- in the 50s yesterday -- so the mounds of now dirty snow from last weekend have been receding. Snow showers are predicted for tonight, inviting a fresh white blanket to cover the grime (I guess this might be tidtla - snow used for cleaning). We're heading into town, with a reservation at a bistro for our Valentine's dinner. Perhaps we'll make up a new word for the snow that falls while you're walking home holding hands.

Lovely words for snow here! Makes me almost wish for some, especially the snow globe kind. Have a lovely late Valentine's celebration, Leslee!
Posted by: marja-leena | Saturday, February 16, 2013 at 01:05 PM
Thanks, Marja-Leena. Our French dinner was delicious, and the snow held off. But today it is truly miserable outside with howling, icy winds. I am waiting for spring!
Posted by: Leslee | Sunday, February 17, 2013 at 09:09 AM
And, of course, 'stayin' - snow seen only through the window, and 'wow' - snow that makes a lovely picture like yours.
Posted by: Relatively Retiring | Sunday, February 17, 2013 at 12:19 PM