Snowy pathway in one of my favorite parks
Being from the southern U.S., snow holds a magical place of reverence for me. In my hometown, if there is a single patch of ice on the road, that entire corner of the state shuts down, schools, businesses, you name it. Snow is quite an exciting event that’s not happened very often in my life.
The past couple of days have been delightful so unusually beautiful. I knew Saturday night was going to be the beginning of the Snowventure. (Hey, at least I’m not attaching “gate” to end of it.) I took a lovely stroll with the wind turning frigid and threatening to steal my hat.
By the next morning, the ground was white and snowflakes falling steadily. I was outside within 30 minutes of waking.
The Dutch handle weather changes almost stoically. Rain, snow, windstorm, they are still out biking, running errands, sporting, etc. It’s impressive.
What is also impressive is the number of words the Dutch have to differentiate types of snowfall. Wikipedia has 9 words listed: nat (wet), droog (dry), mot, poeder (powder), korrel (grain), drift, pool (arctic), licht (light), stuif (dust). (Source: https://nl.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sneeuw)
I’m probably not translating it perfectly, I’m still learning, so corrections are welcome. I’m hoping to see a couple of types, and be able to correctly ID them.
Now back to introducing my cat to snow and sipping hot chocolate.
