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Do you know the way snow squeaks when it’s really cold outside?
I love that sound…
That’s the kind of snow we have here at the moment, and it makes me exceedingly happy. The kind of snow that is warm and sticky and thick is what most folks like, but I really have to say I like the squeaky kind.
Maybe it’s the fact that the snow maintains so much of its own integrity… the flakes don’t just give in — they don’t just mold to the earth’s idea of what they should land, melt and congeal like.
Maybe I should learn those hundreds of words that Eskimos have for snow — maybe that would change the way I think about the stuff — it’s like water — there’s so many kinds of water — high mountain water that looks green because of the glacier mineral content — tap water that looks brown from the iron in it — the water that comes squeezed out of your socks when you take a new pair of black or brown boots off that you just went sledding in and hadn’t ever worn in the snow before (kind of nasty brackish black)…
Wouldn’t it be cool if we knew how to use our vocabularies better — (that was a sort of subtle joke — I seem to say cool as often as R-rated movies say *&%$) — and spoke of panoplies and jiggersycthabbits?
Stay warm (and for goodness sake, squeeze that nasty black brackish goop out of your socks!)…
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