(photos by russetplait)
I used to live where it snows. I remember snowmen and sledding and snowball fights... having ambitions to build a huge, great igloo, but never being able to get the ceiling to stop caving in. I remember snow angels and catching snowflakes on your tongue and rolling in the snow until bits and pieces slipped into your boots and under your gloves and you would have to go inside to change into fresh, warm clothes.
