Snow

There's the half-hearted attempts at snow in Cambridge, UK. There are the arctic blizzards that snuff out all life outdoors and raise ground level by several feet here in New England.

And sometimes there's the snow that sprinkles down like icing sugar, coating the land with a layer of frosting. And when the wind blows, the snow flows along the roads like souls down a Stygian river.

The latter happens when it's very, very cold. But once in a while it's worth it.