You know when it’s so cold that the snow turns dry?
It just flakes off when you rub it in your gloves, and settles light as a feather on the frozen ground.
If you shake a snowy branch it comes crashing down your head, finding it’s way inside your collar.
You wringe as it melts, turning into a cold droplet that runs down your back.
At last it gets warm, and evaporates from your skin.
This is that kind of a winter day:
Here in Helsinki we are eagerly waiting for that kind of snow. everything wet here.
That does sound familiar. We don’t have snow either, but at least the weather is dry. Hoping for snow when the new year comes 🙂