On this ominous occasion when the heavens open up and drop solid precipitation that can be measured in feet rather than inches, I give you this post from 2013. (I shall neglect mentioning I missed experiencing it in person, but the descriptions of loved ones who did made me feel like I was there — and glad I wasn’t).
New snow. Old snow. Dirty snow. Yellow snow.
Slush. Sleet. Snow pack.
Frost. Freezing rain. Flurries.
Flakes. Falling. Lazy. Sparkling.
Crystals. Needles. Pellets. Powder. Sugar.Whiteout.
Anyone who lives in a snowy climate — Eskimo, Inuit, Minnesotan, even Chicagoan, I guess — has ample descriptions for snow. The first snow of the season today gives me the opportunity to exercise my vocabulary.