I’ve been told that if I actually *lived* in a place where it snowed, the whole romance of snow would be um, dissolved for me.
I was told this most vehemently by Australians based in Toronto. Toronto, they said, is cold.
‘You think this is cold?’ they asked, gesturing at the September skyline, ‘This isn’t cold.’
I was cold.
In Calgary one week later bits of me froze that I didn’t even know existed.
Still, here’s some pretty snowflakes for you that I found at zarq‘s: http://www.its.caltech.edu/~atomic/snowcrystals/