We’re having a bit of a snowstorm. It started as minuscule rod-shaped flakes, as though the gods were in a lousy mood and had dissected all the six-pointed beauties.
That began before breakfast. Now, in early afternoon, the snow has changed to teeny-tiny balls. I grabbed the camera to show you the spherical ones lying on the more nondescript snow.
The first photo has been brightened, and the second one darkened. I find that if I tip my laptop’s screen, certain angles bring out the roundness of the fat flakes.
The Inuit would have a better word for it, but I’ve always called this round style “laundry detergent snow” .
You can easily see the big ball-shaped flakes on the top of the finer snow.
A close-up. Not the greatest photo, but you get the idea.